Two-shot.

[ardenteurophile]

John ignored him, but a muscle tightened in his cheek.

“As to Switzerland.  I have confirmed visual accounts of both my brother and James Moriarty heading up towards the Reichenbach Falls; they definitely both made it up there.”

John had closed his eyes, his expression pained, as though he were envisaging the scene.

“Visibility was not great; it

Comments

[et_cetera55]

Ouch! Gorgeous but oh so painful!
(And really really well written)

[anonymous]

OH MY GOD that's amazing!!!!! Geeez, I cried like a little child! Thanks a lot for this wonderful fic. And I have so many questions... Is Sherlock alive? Will he and dear Watson meet each other? What happened at the waterfall???

[musical_lottie]

Oh you CAN'T leave it like that! Oh my word. Needless to say, I thought that was an amazing fic ... but please, PLEASE write a sequel? We need to know what happens!

[flame_r]

It's exactly what i needed. Thanks.

D:

[sassons]

Oh good lord, you UPDATED The Final Problem you ruddy genius!
My stomach is in knots. I am physically affected by your devastating angst.
Beautiful. Absolutely stunning.
Evil!Mycroft is evil.
Poor John. Poor Sherlock <3 My heart is bleeding for them.

There can be fluffy make up fic, with fainting??!

xxx