“Y/N.” Jim snapped, fuming. “Y/N, Y/N, Y/N.”

Without warning, Jim pulled out a gun and aimed it at Sherlock. You tried to run over to him and John, but Moriarty stopped you.

“I wouldn’t, Y/N.” Jim tsked. “You take another step and I kill Sherlock.”

“What do you want?” You asked, glancing back and forth between Sherlock and Jim. “Please, I’ll do anything, just don’t hurt him.”

“Anything?” A sly smirk found it’s way onto Jim’s face. You nodded in reply and Jim continued. “I know that you work for him, Y/N, and I know that you love him.”

“I do work for Sherlock.” You confirmed.

“I’ll give you two choices, because I like you, Y/N.” Jim told you, “I really do like you. You can either come with me and be mine, cutting off all ties with Sherlock and his boyfriend John, or I kill them both.”

“Don’t do it!” Sherlock shouted.

You gave Sherlock and John an apologetic glance before walking over to Moriarty with your hands up. “Okay, you win, I’ll go with you.”

Jim grabbed your hand, pulling you into his chest and placing a kiss on your head before shooting Sherlock in the arm.

You thrashed around in Moriarty’s arms in an attempt to get to Sherlock. “Let me go, you didn’t keep your end of the bargain.”

John rushed over to Sherlock’s side as Moriarty began to drag you out. “I said I wouldn’t kill Sherlock. I never said I wouldn’t shoot him.”

You looked at Sherlock and sobbed. “But why would you do that?”

“Because that’s what people do!” Moriarty bellowed, silencing you. “You made me fall for you, Y/N, and you broke my heart. But not again. From now on you’re mine, and mine alone.”