Sherlock opened his eyes as he felt a gentle pressure on his right arm. His body felt like lead and his normally sharp mind dulled by a fog he couldn't explain. Concentrating on the white, brightly lit ceiling he realised he was in fact not dead. A monitor somewhere beyond his field of vision bleeped in time with his heart beat.

"Hey." He heard a distinctly familiar female voice to his right.


"It's ok. It's over. You're safe." Joan repeated the sentence like a mantra as he struggled to control his breathing. "Kitty and Marcus are on their way."

"Not on his infernal motorcycle." He croaked as Joan smiled.

"I don't think so." It was the first indication his brain was still functioning. He closed his eyes as she tightened her hold on his hand.




"I don't know." Joan answered honestly. "You're safe now. That's all that matters. Sherlock, you're safe."

"Yeah." He swallowed, finally looking her in the eye. It wasn't the reunion either of them had wanted but they were together again. That was all that he cared about.

"The police are looking for her." Joan answered. "She can't hide forever. She will make a mistake."

"No, she won't." He tugged on her hand, pulling her closer to him. Joan gasped as he held her hand to his lips. "I know her. She will be back."

"I know." Joan gasped as he kissed her hand. "Sherlock, she won't win."

"No. As long as we're together Jamie Moriarty won't win. She can't." He gasped as the last of his strength seeped out of him. He was exhausted. "I'm tired."

"Go to sleep." She smiled. "Rest, I'll be here when you wake up." Sherlock sighed as he let his eyes fall closed, knowing she would be there when he opened his eyes. They were reunited and nothing could change that.


A/N that's all folks. Please review