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Darla H

I gasped, filling my lungs with air, suddenly realizing that I wasn't breathing.  I opened my eyes and looked up at the sky to see little bits of gray debris falling from it.  debris hit my skin as light as snow but it felt like a million pounds on my body. We were too late. There was the explosion. He did it.

I felt my eyes well up with tears, knowing that we failed, I failed. After all that I gave up, after all the I suffered, it was all for not. Who knew how much damage he caused to this town I call home. Kale should have done this, he shouldn't have left me in charge. He would have been more capable of stopping this. I didn't even know why he let me do this. Deep down, I knew that I wasn't capable of stopping this from happening from the very beginning.

I rolled over to my stomach and push my sore body off from the ground. I stumbled forward. I felt off balance, like everything was turned to the side. But I couldn't stop, I forced my legs to move forward. The only thing on my mind was where was Sherlock. I needed to find him and then together we would see how much damage Moriarty actually made.   

"RORI!" Sherlock yelled from behind me.

I stopped then turned to face him. He was standing on top of a small pile of rubble. His clothes were a mess, covered in dirt and ripped in places. He had a small cut below his eye and his hair was covered with enough dirt to make it look gray. I wonder if I looked as messy as he did. He gave me a small smile and I was confused. Why was he smiling?  "My plan worked." He said confidently as he walked up to me.

"Your plan? What?" I asked as I felt my words slur in my mouth. 

"After you ran off to save John, I check what was in the activing agent. I found out that once the building was activated it could not be stopped, but I found out how to lessen the blow. An agent called noxide could make the blow smaller. I just had to get it into the building before it was too late. When you came back to the hospital that was what I had in my bag."

As I listening to him explain everything I suddenly felt extremely angry at him. He knew all this time how deactivate the building but he didn't tell me. I thought we were better partners than that. "Why didn't you tell me you about this?" 

He frowned slightly. "I was going to, in the cab, but you know how that turned out. Then you couldn't keep up with me and I needed to get here as soon as possible. I needed to get this noxide into the building before it was too late. I had no choice but to leave you. I knew you could get here soon enough." He then smiled at me as if this was a happy moment. "And here we are!" He said and looked around.

I looked at the building to the right of me that was now a pile of rubble. I frowned at it. I resisted the urge to slap him. Though I was happy that the building didn't explode, I wasn't happy how everything went down. I felt hurt that this case, I just stumbled along, I was never on top of it, I was often in the dark. I had no real power in it. This case was truly lead but Mycroft and Sherlock and I was just a pawn in their hands. 

There was a minute of silence as I thought about how these past few days, everything seemed to run together. I sat down on a bent piece of metal and ply board. I looked at what was left of the building again. It all came down to this. "I stabbed Moriarty."

He frowned at me. "You did what?" he asked, as if he didn't believe it himself. I couldn't blame him, I barely believed it myself.

"I saw a chance and took it. He came out of the shadows, in that alley." I pointed towards the direction. "I don't know if I killed him. I probably didn't.  I was never great at throwing knives."  I frowned as I heard sirens come close. It took them long enough. London traffic was not helping them. "Here they come." I wanted to leave, before everything got crazy but I knew I didn't have time. They had to be only a minute away and with the way my world was spinning I didn't think I could get far. I just wanted a bed right now and to sleep it all off.

Sherlock took out his phone and texted something quickly then put the phone back in his pocket. He took a seat next to me. He sighed as he looked around at the mess that was made. "We did well."

I looked at him amazed that he was getting so sentimental. Did he hit his head? He had to have because he could have solved this without me. 

He looked at me with a smirk. "You're right, a little too sentimental. But I mean it. Good job. Without you going to Russia for months, we wouldn't have solved this without you. You saved thousands." he closed his eyes as he leaned his head back, looking as tired as I did. 

Within another minute the police and paramedics were around us. It was pure commotion as the police asked us never ending questions and the paramedics tried to treat us at the same time. I didn't know who to listen to as the paramedics told me to get into their van and the police continued to ask what happened. I felt overwhelmed. I was about to shout at someone until Mycroft showed up and shooed off all the police with his sour face.

"I will handle this all," he said in his snobbish tone. He was clearly mad about something. Probably me, he was always mad at me. He flicked some rubble off of his coat and looked completely disgusted with the whole thing in front of his eyes.

Oh, if he could have a piece of my mind... We had just been through hell and he was the one mad? I had enough of him. This was the end of the case and this was the last time I would ever work for him. "Hell you will."

He looked at me and raised an eyebrow as if to say, you dare talk to me like that?

That was enough for me to snap. I had enough with him, Sherlock, this day, everything. I didn't even care how I talked to him. He didn't own me and he needed to hear this. "I will talk to you like that. In fact this is all your fault. All of this. If you were not so interested in keeping secrets it wouldn't have gotten this out of hand." 

"Rori," Sherlock sighed, as if to say drop it.

I shook my head. "No, I'm not done," I said to Sherlock then turned back to Mycroft. I stood up from my seat to appear larger than I was. "You ruined my life from the beginning and all you care about is yourself. Kale is dead and so many people that I knew from Russia are dead, thanks to you. If you would have gave me more direction not as many people would have died. Your hands are covered in blood and you can't take that back. You are covered in secrets and that is your downfall."

His face contorted. "Remember who the real enemy is," Mycroft said through gritted teeth.

I looked at him straight in the eyes. "Oh I know very well who the real enemy is." And with that I got into one of the ambulances with Sherlock to go to the hospital.