by John Watson MD Fri May 11, 2012 2:57 am
John's heart clenched painfully in his chest when Sherlock knelt in front of him, his hands so delicate as they touched his.
There were a few bruises that still stung on his back, he was sure he was bleeding a bit.
But there was something else he needed to say.
"Promise you will do it..." he muttered, his voice low.
"Whatever happens Sherlock... promise me you will kill him... don't wait around, don't give him time to use the power he has... just kill him..." he added, his hands shaking as he folded them over himself.
"I don't care for torture, I want him dead, quickly."
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