Type: Songfic (based on Carolyn by Black Veil Brides)

Pairings: Sherlock x Reader

Warning(s): BEFORE S4 BC I HAVEN'T COME TO TERMS WITH A CERTAIN SOMEONE'S DEATH YET SO I AM REFUSING TO BELIEVE IT HAPPENED

Those times in life we learn to try with one intention

"I'm so sorry Mrs. Holmes."

You felt the ground beneath you lose hold as you stepped back, your surroundings began to blur as the world started to spin. Arms wrapped around you and held you upright, Greg's voice whispering "Dear god." Various other phrases were uttered by the others in the room, but their voices became incoherent.

Of learning how and when we'll die, but we can't listen

You looked across the room to find Sherlock's eyes open wide, his thin frame began to sway. John barely stepped up in time before he fell into John's arms. You heard him whispering "no" over and over again like a broken record.

"I'll give you a moment." The sympathy laced tone of the doctor seemed to seal the deal and thrust the truth into reality. She turned away, holding her clipboard to her chest, the clicking of her heels faded away down the hall, taking your hope of a miracle with her.

I wish to god I'd known that I didn't stand a chance

"But she's so young, it's impossible." Sherlock's words came out in a broken whisper.

You'd brought Annabelle in to see the doctor, she'd been complaining of her stomach hurting, she wasn't eating, she'd lost so much weight in the past month.

"It's a rare occurrence but it can happen." John sighed.

"Liver Cancer." Mary whispered, shaking her head. She rubbed Sherlock's shoulder, you watched as your husband slowly fell apart in his best friend's arms. You leaned into Greg, your brother seemed to be the only thing keeping you from doing the same.

You freed yourself from his grip and stumbled back, with every beat of your heart you felt a painful sting course through you. Your hands traveled up to your hair, grabbing various pieces. "Why? Why her?! Why my baby girl?!" You hissed as tears fell freely, soaking your cheeks.

Of looking back and knowing why, a pain of circumstance

Sherlock broke free from John, the two of you made eye contact. For a split second you could of sworn you saw Sherlock shatter right then and there, you slowly stepped forward and took his hand. You gave it a squeeze, and soon you were held in each other's embrace. You buried your face in Sherlock's chest, seeking warmth and comfort from his touch. You weren't sure how long you remained in your lover's arms, after what seemed like a while you pulled away. For the first time in all the time you had known Sherlock Holmes, you saw a tear roll down his cheek. You took his hand in yours again, holding it tightly.

You're not alone and we'll brave this storm

You felt someone touch your shoulder and looked up to find Mary's hand there, John had his on Sherlock and Greg reached down and took your other hand. "If she's anything like the two of you, she's strong and too stubborn to let cancer win." Greg reassured you, you gave a small nod. "No matter what happens, you'll have us here with you." Mary gave a soft smile.

"Thank you."

Everyone's eyes widened as they fell on Sherlock, as if they couldn't believe the words that had just left his mouth. "You're Welcome." John answered, kneeling down and putting his arm over his friend's shoulders.

Let's face today

The doctor you had seen moments before slowly walked towards you, she cleared her throat. "Sorry to interrupt, but I'm afraid Annabelle will not be treated here."

"Why not?!" Sherlock stood, his tone shifting from broken to completely and utter rage.

"Because I say so."

Mycroft stepped past the doctor, snatching the clipboard from her hands. "I have arranged for her to be moved to the finest treatment center." His eyes floated over the pages, "Everyone currently present will be flown out with her."

"Scotland Yard..." Greg started, but Mycroft cut him off. "According to your records Gregory you have months of sick days that have remained unused. Besides." He gestured with his umbrella to two people that came around the corner. Anderson and Donovan approached them, Anderson holding a teddy bear. "We've got it boss."

You're not alone and we'll brave this storm

The doctor stepped back into the room, "Mrs. Holmes would you like to see her?"

You and Sherlock shared a look, you reached up and he took your hand as you stood. For a man who denied any form of sentiment or human contact, he held on tight and didn't seen to be letting go anytime soon. You were lead down the hall to her room, taking a deep breath you stepped inside, followed by your husband and brother. When everyone else tried to enter the doctor stood in front of the door, "Family only."

"They are family." You crossed your arms, staring the doctor down and she sighed, moving aside. "Never go against a Holmes." John patted her arm as the doctor muttered a "Why do I bother?"

You walked to Annabelle's bed side, the little girl had a toy magnifying glass Sherlock had given her, examining every inch of the bead spread. "It's not poisoned Daddy!" She beamed, looking up at Sherlock who cracked a small smile. "Good job." He looked her over and the smile faded slightly, you squeezed his hand. "When can I go home mommy?" Annabelle questioned.

"You can't go home quite yet love, you're sick." You sat down on the bed beside her and cupped her face. "But you're going to get through it."

"How do you know mommy?" The little girl questioned, her eyes wide and full of fear.

Sherlock sat down beside you, placing his hand on her little leg.

"Because you're a Holmes, we don't let the bad things win."

"And you've got everyone in this room willing to do everything they can." You added, holding her hand. It was in that moment you looked around the room, everyone was there willing to help you and your family through what was sure to be hell.

"You're not alone."

A/N

Hi I'm totally Emily and not @jackskellingtonrulz5 hello friends

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