A/N~ Told from Sherlock Holmes's point of view. Dedicated to @YoungbloodWhovian for an amazing crossover theory! Also, some glitch thing happened and it deleted all of my work!! It might take me a while to get it back, but it will be back up ASAP!

"That's what people do, don't they?" I asked, tears streaming down my face, one by one. "They leave a note."

John looked down at the road below his feet then back up at me, standing on top of the Barts roof, a single step from my death a hundred and fifty feet below. "Leave a note when? Sherlock?!" John looked as if he was on the verge of tears.

It might have been all a fake, but the feeling, lying to John, it was all real. The way his cute little face was all scrunched up with confusion and fear, with a twinge of uneasiness. 

God I hoped his plan would work. 

I personally wished I would never see him again. That's why I had deleted the entire of space from my mind palace. He was like a disease, spreading from galaxy to galaxy, sucking you in with his whole "Trust me, I'm the Doctor" act, but I knew better. 

CUE FLASHBACK SCENE!

It was his fault Rilynn died that night. He had the chance to save him, but didn't. The Doctor chose not to save my best friend. With the Sontarans surrounding Rilynn and I, The Doctor came rushing to help. I mean after all, who wouldn't want to help two defenceless little third graders? The Doctor came rushing into the circle of aliens, and grabbed me. And left him behind. 

"No!" I remember screaming to him. "We have to go back for Rilynn!" I kicked him in the shins, forcing him to drop me in pain. I turned towards Rilynn our eyes meeting for the last time. 

He mouthed "Goodbye, Sherlock," and turned to the Sontaran in front of him. Never have I ever seen anyone braver than that small, frail little third grader as he stared into the eyes of his killer.

"Rilynn!" I wailed at the top of my lungs, crying my eyes out as the shot of the Sontaran gun rang clear through the air. "No!"

I turned back to the Doctor in an angry rage. 

"It's your fault he died." I told him. "He's dead because of you. You could of saved him but you chose not to."

"I am very truly sorry, kid," he replied. "It's a fixed point in time. If he hadn't of died, you wouldn't want to make friends with anyone else. You are destined to become friends with a very important man. Unfortunately for you, that man is not Rilynn, but his cousin, John Watson."

When I met John, I understood why the Doctor wanted me to meet him, but I still didn't forgive him.

FLASHBACK SCENE OVER!!! CUT!!!!

"Goodbye, John," I said into the phone. 

"No-Don't," he replied, his voice cracking.

I hung up and threw the phone behind me.

"NO!" John screamed, loud enough for me to hear him from the streets below. "SHERLOCK!"

I jumped.

Molly Hooper threw the body dressed up as me into the streets where I should have fallen (John was probably be to shocked to noticed that it wasn't me.).

I, on the other hand, would be caught in midair by a flying police call box.

I was flying through the air, with windmilling arms flailing everywhere.

I flew into the TARDIS. 

"Whew!" the Doctor exclaimed. "Made it just on time! Pond! Pond?! We made it!! Oh,and come help Sherlock!"

"What do you mean by 'We made it'?" I asked

"It means we missed the exact time once, or twice, or ten times," he told me

"Wait, so I just died ten times?!" I asked, alarmed.

"That's the idea!" the Doctor replied, all to cheerful

"Help him with what?" said a ginger Scott entering the room. I guessed this was Pond.  "Hey, where's my centurion?"

"Help him cope with the TARDIS, Amy.  Remember how sick you were your first ride?" He told her.

"'Kay," she looked at him threateningly," but where's Rory?"

"Ah, he should of just been in a bike crash," The Doctor told Amy.

"What?!"

"Running into John, to give Ms. Hooper more time to put the body in the correct position." he said, his mind obviously in a different part of space

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked.

"Nothing," he replied, turning towards me. "Okay, so with all of time and space sprawled out in front of you, where do you want to go?"

I mouthed the word Rilynn.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"Rilynn," I said, barely audible.

 "Who's Riyl-" Amy started, but the Doctor cut him off.

The Doctor looked down at the TARDIS console.

"Well then," he said, smiling, "Geronimo!"