Sherlock Drabble
Title: Sanity
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: None
Rating: G
Warnings: Dark
Summary: What Sherlock worries about.
Notes: Set after the scene at the pool, assuming everyone survies. Just a little Drabble.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
The grinning face stared back at him. Mocking him from the wall. Seven bullets, Seven holes, and yet they represented everything loathed.
The manic yellow smile was so similar to Moriarty's Sherlock was hard pressed not to simply re-plaster the wall himself. That smile that spoke of plans reaching far further than Sherlock, and those hazel eyes that held just enough insanity to make them all possible.
No it wasn't the happy face Sherlock had shot that he detested; it was how the holes in the wall began to mark the holes in his own sanity.