Chapter 14 Alternate Ending
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"It's off!" Shelrock shouted. "I...turned it off." he breathed out taking a few steps back. He ran his hands through his hair and inhaled deeply. (Y/N) let out a sob that was more out of relief and a little bit out of grief for her dead sister to be honest.
"So, we're safe? We're- we're okay? Sweet Jesus, I-" John stuttered feeling his knees shaking. Betrayed by his own legs, he stumbled backwards and rested his whole body on the wall beside Victoria's painting, taking a good look at the disabled bomb from the corner of his eyes.
(Y/N) voice wasn't heard at all. She just stayed there, kneeled down beside her sister's dead body, holding her head carefully. And, oh, how she cried. Because this girl- this girl might had betrayed her, …show more content…
Her marching came at a hault. They were now outside an old fashioned apartment. "We're here." she inhaled deeply, trying to find the strenght to ring the door bell. Sherlock rested his hand on her shoulder and rang it for her.
'Hello?'
"Mum, it's me, (Y/N)."
~⚜~
"Fiance. My little angel getting married." (Y/N)'s mother, Jenna, said with teary eyes, placing the two cups of tea on the short table in front of the sofa where her daughter and the detective sat. Sherlock's eyes were scanning Jenna's figure intently.
"So how's the things at bakery?" he asked the middle aged woman.
"Sherlock, please, not now." (Y/N) whispered placing her hand on his knee.
"Oh, no, it's okay (Y/N). But.. how did you know?" wondered Jenna, faking a smile.
"Sherlock, does this thing.. um... he can deduct anything about you by observing certain things. He's a consulting detective, you see. The only one in the world." explained her daughter.
"That's why I know that you're secretly feeding the cats behind the bakery and you steel money from the cash desk. Also, this is why I know that you have no idea about what happened to your other daughter." Sherlock spoke quickly seeing as Jenna's face turned white as a sheet and her smile
"It's off!" Shelrock shouted. "I...turned it off." he breathed out taking a few steps back. He ran his hands through his hair and inhaled deeply. (Y/N) let out a sob that was more out of relief and a little bit out of grief for her dead sister to be honest.
"So, we're safe? We're- we're okay? Sweet Jesus, I-" John stuttered feeling his knees shaking. Betrayed by his own legs, he stumbled backwards and rested his whole body on the wall beside Victoria's painting, taking a good look at the disabled bomb from the corner of his eyes.
(Y/N) voice wasn't heard at all. She just stayed there, kneeled down beside her sister's dead body, holding her head carefully. And, oh, how she cried. Because this girl- this girl might had betrayed her, …show more content…
Her marching came at a hault. They were now outside an old fashioned apartment. "We're here." she inhaled deeply, trying to find the strenght to ring the door bell. Sherlock rested his hand on her shoulder and rang it for her.
'Hello?'
"Mum, it's me, (Y/N)."
~⚜~
"Fiance. My little angel getting married." (Y/N)'s mother, Jenna, said with teary eyes, placing the two cups of tea on the short table in front of the sofa where her daughter and the detective sat. Sherlock's eyes were scanning Jenna's figure intently.
"So how's the things at bakery?" he asked the middle aged woman.
"Sherlock, please, not now." (Y/N) whispered placing her hand on his knee.
"Oh, no, it's okay (Y/N). But.. how did you know?" wondered Jenna, faking a smile.
"Sherlock, does this thing.. um... he can deduct anything about you by observing certain things. He's a consulting detective, you see. The only one in the world." explained her daughter.
"That's why I know that you're secretly feeding the cats behind the bakery and you steel money from the cash desk. Also, this is why I know that you have no idea about what happened to your other daughter." Sherlock spoke quickly seeing as Jenna's face turned white as a sheet and her smile