(All their POV)

Sherlock

I was blankly watching as killer ran away. My brain wasn't able to accept what just happend. But after a while I ran toward you with shock written on my face. Sound of shot still echoed trough my mind. You layed on cold ground, pool of blood under you. Ignoring blood I trew myself next to you, pulling your head into my lap and pressing my hands on place where you were shot, into chest. "Sherlock..." You coughed blood with tears in eyes. "Shhh...You will be okay" I lied. They weren't able to arrive in right time. My own tears runing down by my cheeks. Both of us shaking madly. Your skin paler each second. "Sherlock...I love you" You put hand on my cheek, leaving bloody fingerprints on my cheek. I pressed my hand on yours and sobbed. "I love you too [F/N]" I replied. I softly pressed my lips by yours, giving you last kiss. "Farewell Sherlock...." You wishperd with tears and I wasn't able to resist. I let out long scream. "So unfair....Why you?" I said as your eyes closed and you fell into last forever sleep. I look around. Lestrade and John burst into room. As soon as John saw me holding your numb body and my tears, puffy cheeks and red eyes. "O my god Sherlock....I am so sorry" He said and Lestrade walked to us. He stoped frozen. I looked up at him. "Catch that bastard and then....call me" I said and looked back at you. "He wont run this easily" I wishperd and kissed your forehead with tears. "I will love you forever [F/N]" I wishperd.

Greg

I was scared as never. Guy pointing with gun at your chest. My biggest fear. I slowly backed off as he wished. "Your guns" He said and I put my gun in ground. "Greg" You squeled. Man didn't liked it and growled slapping you. "Hey!" I yelld as your cheek turned red. "Shu shu..." Man grined. In one second everything seemd going on good way and in another he shot you into chest. You fell on ground, shaking and coughing blood. Man started to run. I began run but when I heard your whining I ran to you and pressed hand on your wound. "You will be okay" I was more calming myself. "Greg" You again wishperd. My eyes shot on your watery face. "It..wans't your fault" You coughed blood. "[F-..."."It wasn't your fault! And I love you Greg...." You again coughed. Tears ran down by my cheek as I pulled you closer, ignoring blood. We were both shaking. "I am so sorry [F/N]. I love you too" I wishperd into your ear and cryed quietly. Small smile showed up at your lips and after a while life dissapeard from your shining eyes, now looking like glass. I started to rock your numb body repeating: I'm so sorry.

Mycroft

You were in hospital because of terrible injures. You were beaten by some gang and Lestrade found you. I couldn't thank enough to Lestrade but now I sat by your hospital bed. You were in deep coma. I held your hand tightly. From nowhere you squezed my hand I looked up at you, smiling. "[F/N]!" I was happy as never. But sad smile showed up. "Mycroft.."You said in weak voice. Something was wrong. "I love you...Do you?" You asked quietly. "Of course I love you" I said kissing you on cheek. "Good" Your smile changed at good again. "Promise me, you will think at me sometimes. But you need to move okay?" You wishperd. "Why are you s-...". "Promise me My" You said. "I-I promise" I replied. "Great. I love you, don't forget that" And with that your pulse went rapidly down. "[F/N]! Doctor!" I yelld shocked. "[F/N] Please! Don't leave! You're too young! You don't deserve this! Please! I need you!" I was now crying. I was pulled out of room. Most of it shocked me thing that you came say goodbye. "I-I love you too [F/N]" I wishperd weakly and burst into new wave of tears.

Jim

Things went wrong. You were shot into stomach, and more places and I couldn't bring you to hospital because everyone know who we are and they would refuse to help you. So now, we are in our flat, me sitting, holding you in my lap, rocking you. "Jim?" Your voice cracked. You were really pale right now. I took care of your injures but I think it is late. But I couldn't believe it even if I had genue mind. You and die? You were my queen, you can't die. "Yes love?" I replied softly. "I can't feel my legs" You wishperd with fear in your voice. "Don't worry" I replied and kissed your forehead. "You will be okay" I said. "Don't lie" You said and I let out sad chuckle. "Jim?" You said again after a while. "Yes?" I replied. "I love you" You said as your eyes were closing, few tears fell from your eyes. "Oh honey, I love you too" I wishperd to you. "Oh honey, you should see me in a crown" You stealed my sentence what made me chuckle. "Maybe once" I replied and felt few tears run down my cheeks. Your breathing stoped and I hugged you tightlier. "Don't worry. I will kill every bastard who did this to you" I wishperd and looked trough window. "Noone kills kings precious queen. Or he pays, and it will be high price" I mumbled quietly.

John

You were kidnapped and when we arrived you had a big loss of blood and Sherlock told me there is no way you can make it. But I still didn't believed. Ambulance was slow so we sat in basement, me holding you tighly in my arms. "Oh [F/N] I am so sorry" I said while you caressed my cheek. "Don't be. You made my life bright again. I need to thank you, my soldier" You said and I sobbed at same moment as you. "But I didn't saved you" I said as I wiped your tears. "Yes you did. I would die a way sooner and never met you" You said and smile smile showed up at my lips. You always cheered me up. You whined in pain. "I love you John" You said quietly. "I love you too" I replied and your body went numb in my arms. I felt arm on my shoulder. "I am sorry John" Sherlock said, watching your body. "She was really kind" Sherlock said, he looked sad too. "Yes she was" I said crying and holding your body, like it could save you. My heart aching like never.