Moriarity fell to the ground, grabbing his stomach. I kneeled next to him, looking him into his eyes. Suddently, I felt a sharp pain in between my ribs, I noticed a knife sticking out of it. I smirked as I stood up again. 

''You will die alone, bleeding to death.'' I grinned 

''So will you, your brothers aren't in the country and there is a knife between your ribs.'' Moriarity said.

''That might be, but atleast you didn't hit one of my vital organs, while I did hit yours. And while the knife is still in-between my ribs, yours is our.'''I smirked.

I walked over to the edge of the of the building, sitting down. 

''Somewhere inside I don't want you to die, cause it will be boring. But after what you did to my brothers I that feeling.'' 

''You probably don't believe it, but I didn't want to hurt you. I was just teasing you, by trying to manipulate you.''

''I know, and that's why you didn't succeed. And now you ended up on this roof, bleeding out.''

''Fair play Y/N.''

I kept silent enjoying the vieuw for a couple of minutes, till Moriarity was in his last moments. 

''It only tkaes the human body about 7 minutes to bleed out after being stabbed.'' I said as I walked over to him. He was in his last breaths and I kneeled down next to him:

''And although I hate you, I still didn't let you die alone.'' I said, calmly.

''I knew you would be more human as you look.'' Moriarity said, closing his eyes.

I smiled, hiding the knife that was still between my ribs under my coat. I had kept my promise to Sherlock, now the first need was take care of that knife.

When I got home I rushed over to the bathroom. I had tried to keep the knife as still as possible. I grabbed the EHBO-kit from the cabinets. I knew how to cure it, tho I didn't have the required stuff. I called John, who still didn't know Sherlock was alive, to come and help me.

''John, I need your help.''

''Y/N, why do you need my help all of a sudden, we haven't spoken for months. I had expected something el-''

I interrupted him: ''John, there is a knife between my ribs.''

''Why would you interru-, Wait, what?!'' 

''You heard me, I'm at Mycrofts house.'' I said, ending the call.

A couple of minutes later John came running into the livingroom. I had managed to get to the cough in the living.

''Jezus Y/N!''

''Just get that thing out of me. It hurts like hell.''

''Y/N, you need to go to the hospital.''

''absolutely not, just take it out. You're a doctor John.''

John carefully took the knife out and made sure the wound was covered. I felt better than the last couple of times I had been stabbed, so I figured I would be fine.

''Thanks John, tea?'' I asked.

''Y/N, you have just been stabbed and now you wanna make me some tea?!''

''What? I've been stabbed a couple of times more, so I'm used to it.'' I laughed although it hurt like hell.