dani_meows (dani_meows) wrote in bipolardanicats, @ 2011-09-28 10:53:00 |
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Blood and Blankets Part One
Title: Blood and Blankets Part One
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Rating: PG-13
Word Count:221B
Notes: So I ended up getting five teeth pulled (which was the original plan but I only had enough money today to pull a few of them, but the dentist wanted them all out (evil impacted wisdom teeth) so out they came. So since I can't sleep despite the drowsy pain killers, for fear of choking on gauze... I've decided to write a drabble or two... or at least try to. This is for prompt 44. arrest.
Blood and Blankets Part One
Blood was everywhere, congealing around the pair on the floor.
The paramedics gathered around the pair, recognizing both of them from crime scenes that they'd been at. Sherlock Holmes, the rude one, and Doctor John Watson, the nice one. They took over putting pressure on the bullet wound on his chest as Sherlock slowly moved away allowing them to take over.
Even as he continued chanting, "don't die, don't you dare die, don't you dare," as if his command would keep the doctor in the world of the living.
Once they had John on the stretcher and were rushing him into the ambulance, that's when he went into cardiac arrest. They started the resuscitation process as they finished loading the stretcher and headed for the hospital.
Lestrade went over to talk to Sherlock and attempt to comfort him. He placed an orange blanket on the man's shoulders. Sherlock was in shock this time.
"Were you able to capture the scum that did this?" Sherlock hissed, looking for all the world like a wounded and deadly animal.
Lestrade nodded but chose to distract Sherlock by offering him a ride to the hospital.
The whole time in the hospital and the waiting room, Sherlock was like a marionette with broken strings, as he stared at his hands covered in John's blood.
To Be Continued.