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Darla

"So I'm going to just run to the store and get come chicken for tonight. When I come back we'll get ready and start the plan into action," I said as I put some mascara on the next day.

Kale walked over to the bathroom and leaned on the door with a small smile. "You are so beautiful." He said to me. I blushed but stayed quiet. I don't think I would ever get tired of his words. "Ok, but I want to come with you."

I smiled at him. I couldn't get used to the fact that he was here with me. I loved it and I was soaking it all up. I didn't think I would ever get used to it but I didn't mind that. "Of course."

I quickly finished getting read and then together we left the flat. We walked to the store hand in hand. It was sunny today and the sun warmed my face even though the air was cold. Winter had its hand around the town with a death grip but I didn't mind. I liked the crisp air and the snow that never seemed to touch the ground. We took another turn at got to the front of the store. "I'll get a basket." I let go of his hand and went to find a store basket.

When I came back I smiled at Kale who put down a magazine quickly. He smiled at me and then quickly dissolved it. "What's up?" There was something on his mind.

He shook his head as if I wouldn't understand. "Nothing. I just forgot to do something. I have to get back to the flat."

I frowned. Once again he wasn't telling me the whole truth. I didn't push it though, I figured that he would tell me when he was ready. "Do you need help?" I asked, letting him know I am willing to help with anything.

"No, finish the shopping and I'll see you when you get back." He kissed my cheek before walking off back to the flat. 

I watched him leave in a quick pace and knew that something was wrong, however I didn't know what that was. I was going to have a long chat with him when I got back. With a shake of my head I started my shopping trip alone.

Before I knew it, I was standing in line to check out. Some old lady was in front of me taking her dear sweet time. With my foot tapping on the ground, I felt like tearing out my hair, as I waited for her to move on. I always seemed to pick the slowest lines and it killed me every time. I needed to get back to Kale so we could start our plan and I could talk to him. I needed to know what was going on.

To pass the time I started to read the newspaper on a stack of this week's most important stories. As I flipped the pages of unimportant articles and ads my eyes stopped at a criminal photo that I knew all too well, Zane. I read the headlines 'Millionaire dies from prison killing'. I started to read the rest of the article out of curiosity. He was the only one that got killed, the killer was believed to be one of the prison guards.

I frowned, I knew what Kale wanted to do. He didn't like Zane but he was his brother. He was going to revenge him. I had to find him. I dropped my basket on the ground and put back the newspaper. That was why Kale seemed so distant. I already knew who killed Zane and I'm sure Kale did too. He was going to confront them by himself, without me. He was going to be tortured. 

I sprinted to the flat. I needed to see if he was there. How could I be so stupid and let him go alone? I knew something was off, I could have stopped him. Why didn't I push him to see what was bothering him? Now he was going to mess up this whole plan because of anger or fear or something else. I knew that Kale didn't stay put but I hoped that he did. No wonder he was so distant, like he had something else going on in his mind. I knew he was making another plan, one without me. I felt hurt that he didn't think to tell me what was going on in his mind.

I swore under my breath. I hoped with all I had that he didn't make a rash decision just yet. I ran up the stairs to the old flat and busted into the room to see Sherlock standing in the middle of the room with a book in his hand. He looked up at me as put down the book on the nearest table.

"Sherlock where is he?"

"Who?" He asked as he raised one of his eyebrows, clearly not understanding. His hair was a mess, and he had a small cut across his cheek, hinting his week was as wild as mine, just in a different way. By his dirty slightly wet clothing, he must have just gotten back only a few minutes ago. That was why he didn't know what I was talking about. I walked into the kitchen and saw that even Kale's wallet that was on the table this morning was gone.  

I swore under my breath. Kale had been back but he left in a hurry. I felt hurt that he left me. As much as I wanted to be a team with him maybe we would never actually get to that point. once again, he left what we had. He left this dream that we were building together. He told me he would stay but he was a liar. What was so important that he couldn't wait? We could have done this together, like a team. I felt a wide range of emotions but didn't have time to have a meltdown. I just had to find him, I knew that he couldn't do this on his own.

"Never mind." With that I let my eyes scan the room one last time for any clues but deep down, I already knew where he was. He went to where I was attacked alone. Even though we had a plan, a good one, he decided to be the hero. I shook my head, this was no time to be a lone hero. I turned on my heels and ran out the door again. I had to get to the other side of London before it was too late.

I ran down the street even though my lungs were burning. My feet flew down the tube entrance. All I could think about was making sure Kale was safe. I couldn't let him act in rage. Going in alone and blind was a death sentence, and I was sure he knew that. He was willingly giving up his life. I whipped my tears as I thought about a life without him. I couldn't bare that idea, it would break me. He was my person and we needed to do this together. I was willing to give up all I had to be with him. He knew that but yet he was willing to risk it all.

I got off the tube and took a left and a right and soon I found myself in a small alley. The one that I got attacked at only a day ago. I looked around for clues on if he was here and where they could have taken him. I tried opening a few different doors in the alley but all of them failed until I got to the last door on the dead-end street. It was a huge warehouse building and it looked like no one had used it in years but the back door opened with ease and I slipped in.

Once I was in, the door shut behind me there with a loud thump. I tried to look around but there was no light entering the building. It was black as night and it smelt strongly of mold. I started to stumble through what I thought was a hall, trying not to trip for at least 5 minutes. I was about to give up on this building and try another one when the lights flipped on.

It was blinding for a second and it stopped me dead in my tacks. I felt my heart race in my chest. I had been found out. They were here and they knew I was here. "Hurry up Rori, he doesn't have much time," a voice came over an intercom, with that music started to play over the speaker system. The music was clearly Russian folk. It reminded me of the music I hear in Ukraine during the war.

I fought back the memories of Ukraine as I blinked the blindness out of my eyes. He trying to get under my skin like Zane liked to do. He took Kale because he wanted to knock me down a peg before he got me. I looked around the empty hall looking for a door or a staircase that I could move on to. On the other end of the hall I saw an open door. I ran towards the door and once I got in I looked around to find another door, but instead I found a staircase. I ran up it and down another hall.

"No wonder he is in love with you. You don't seem to give up. Do you?" the voice came again.

I frowned as I ran around the building. The voice was starting to get on my nerves. I stopped to get a breath as I looked at the two halls that I had to pick from. Just as I was about to start running to the hall on the left, I heard a gunshot from behind me. Fear shook me as violently as the sound echoed the halls. I didn't want to think it was him, but I couldn't help but think that it was him.

"KALE!" I screamed as loud as I could, hoping he would show up out of nowhere with a smile on his face. Without waiting another second for a response, I turned on my heals and went down the hall where I thought the sound came from. At the end of the hall there was a large metal door. I tried to open it but it was locked. Deep down, I knew the sound came from this room. Kale was behind this door. I took a deep breath and rammed into the door as hard as I could. My shoulder started to throb, but I pushed the thought of pain to the back of my mind as I rammed into it over and over again. Finally, as my shoulder hit the door after minutes of ramming it, it swung open and caused me to fall on the ground on the other side of it. I looked around frantically at the room, it was all white, from floor to ceiling. As my eyes scanned, they stopped on a body that was slumped in the corner. His curly brown haired covered his face and his chest covered in blood. Kale.

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"NO!" I screamed as I ran to him, wrapping him up in my shaking arms. "Kale, no, no, no."

Kale looked up at me with a small, pained smile. "You came."

I shook my head, of course, I would never leave him. "Why did you leave without me? We could have done this together." I asked as I put my shaky hands over his bullet wound. I felt his blood ooze between my fingers, and I remembered when I did this with Sherlock.  

He frowned as he looked at his wound. "You know that it would come down to this."

I shook my head at him. He was lying. It was never going to come down to this. I was going to do all I could to stop this but yet he went against our plan, and this is where it got him. "We had a plan." I said as tears started to run down my face. I felt his breathing become shallower, dying in my arms. "Please Kale, don't go."

He looked up at me with a pained look. He reached up to caress my cheek. His hands were cold for the first time. "You are so beautiful. I love...." he breathed out as he hands dropped to his side as his eyes turned glassy blank then finally shut.

"Kale????" I asked, begging him to respond to me. I tried to see if he was still breathing but with my shaking hands, I couldn't feel anything. I knew he was dead but I couldn't let him go. I pulled him closer to my body. I didn't want him to be dead. I held him in my shaking hands and buried my face into him. I wanted him to look up at me, and tell me everything was ok. "Please, please, no. Kale." I breathed out. I wanted it to be me in his place, why did he had to play the hero? Why couldn't he just let us do this together? 

This was all my fault. First Dima, then Marina, then Ivan and then Kale. Beijo was picking them off and now it was only me left. I wanted him to take me. I didn't want to be in this mess anymore. I would welcome death with open arms without Kale in my life. I let my whole body shake with sobs, knowing I was all alone. "Please don't leave me. Don't go Kale. I need you so much." I was willing to give up everything for him. I wanted a better life with him and that idea was all gone in a second.

I heard steps come into the room and knew that he was here for me now. This was when I would die and I wasn't going to fight it. "Now that is a shame. I didn't think he would do it. But sometimes things surprise me still," the voice was the same voice from the intercom rang out in the room.

I looked up to see a man a little older, maybe Sherlock's age. He had brown hair and brown eyes, he looked normal, not dressed any different than anyone else but he looked strangely familiar to me. I racked my head to come up with how I knew him. I looked at the gun in his hand and my body tensed, instincts kicking in. I pulled Kale closer to me as if he would protect me.  

He killed him. He wanted him dead and now he was going to kill me. He was the leader of Beijos. He was now going to get me out of the way just like he did with everyone else.

He smiled at me. "Relax, I am not going to kill you," he said and put the gun on the ground and kicked it out of the way. He walked closer to me. "No, I have a bigger plan for you. Did you ever wonder why you were only one that got close to find me that was kept alive? It's because you have something no one else has, and I want it."

I frowned, I was sure I had nothing that he would want. "And what is that?"

He smiled at me and then at Kale. He bent down and stroked some of Kale's hair out of his freckled face. "Don't  touch him!" I shouted as I pulled Kale's lifeless body closer to me.

He stood up and took a step back. "Ok. I met you once. I'm not sure if you remember it. It was not so long ago, I got impatient. I had to meet you face to face even though you had no idea who I was. You were reading a book, at the library, do you remember? You were so sassy to me. I liked that Rori much better, but Kale called you Aurora, why? Why be called something from the night sky?"

He continued to talk but I didn't pay attention to anything else he said. It clicked. He tried to flirt with me a few weeks ago. He was the same man I shooed off. It was kind of ironic now that I thought about it. I was trying to find him and he was right in front of me. I didn't realize it.

He clapped his hands together when he saw the look of realization I gave him. "And now I see the gears turning! Man I do love this part of the game."

"What do you want me for? Why did you kill everyone besides me?"

he turned on his heels and started to walk away but stopped to answer my questions. He smiled at me as if I didn't get something very important. "Please tell my dear Sherlock that Moriarty says hello. I do miss him." And with that he left the room.

Within what felt like few more minutes ambulances came and police filled the warehouse. It didn't take them long to find me. I watched with no emotion as they took Kale away on a gurney. They were going to try to save him but I already knew he was dead. This was real but I couldn't ram the thought through my mind. I shook my head, this wasn't true. How could Kale be gone from my life so fast? I just barely got him back. I was finally happy with him, and that was all gone. No one understood me the way he did. No one was going to love me like him.

People tried to take me away from the corner that I pushed myself into but I refused any help. I wasn't going to go anywhere. I wanted to melt in this corner and never leave. I felt safe in the corner that I pushed myself into. 

I refused to talk to anyone as they tried to ask questions. Only one word escaped my mouth when people asked questions. 'Sherlock'. I needed him. He was my partner and I couldn't do this without him. I now only trusted him.

I needed to tell him that Moriarty was alive and was planning something. That was who Zane was so afraid of and ultimately died from. Moriarty killed Zane then Kale. He killed all of the people I worked with in Russia then left me. My body shook with sadness and fear but I didn't shed any more tears. I had no more left to cry.

I don't know how long Sherlock took but he seemed to show up quickly. I watched him walk through the door that I forced open not too long ago. His coat flared out as he walked at a fast pace towards me. His face was unreadable like always but now more than ever, I wished I knew what he was thinking. He walked over to me and sat down next to me with his back against the wall.

For a minute there was silence. We just listened to what was going on around us. Even though the room was now empty it still hummed from the excitement of what just happened. "Nice view of the room from right here. Sorry I was late, traffic was a mess. Rush hour, you know." He tried his best to force out small talk, but it wasn't working well for him. He was never good at this, but I was grateful that he was trying. I didn't want to talk so it was better if he tried.   

I stared at the other side of the room as I thought about what to say. I blocked out everything else that would distract me and just thought about how to tell him that Moriarty was alive. I couldn't force anything to come out of my mouth, it was like my brain and my mouth were disconnected. I wanted to tell him all that happened but nothing came out.

"I solved that case in the south. It was a mess. People can be so petty."

There was another minute or two of silence then I finally found my voice. "He's alive Sherlock." I was able to force out after a minute. 

"Who is?"

I turned my head to look at him so I could read his face. "Moriarty."