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Chapter Twelve: We’re all sorry for something

During this conversation Fenwick had steadily crept up behind Moriarty, unnoticed by anyone other than himself. He knew he hadn’t done anything worthwhile in his life except take care of little Lizzel. So now, he had to finish what he started. Right before Moriarty pulled the trigger, He pushed the unsuspecting Inspector out of the way

The laser bullet went straight through his back, but didn't come out the other side. Just his luck, he didn't even get to die quickly. Mais, c'est la vie.

Using Fenwick as a distraction, Holly slammed her fists into Moriarty's head. He, in turn, whirled on her, accidentally firing the laser at the ceiling, bursting the light.

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Fenwick was mumbling something. Lestrade leaned closer, trying to hear him over the cacophony. The light went out.

"Zed."

"Liz-"

Once more straining her ears, Lestrade made out Fenwick’s words at last.

"Made a mezz of it all, I am sorry. Au revoir, Lizzel. Please don’t be... ah, fache."

She choked. Lizzel. No one had called her that since...since she'd been taken away from... Papa... and the realization hit her like a fist in the stomach.

When had he realised it was her? Obviously only recently. Papa would never have done the things Fenwick had done to her, not if he'd known who she was.... Why hadn't she seen it before? She answered herself. Because she hadn't wanted too see it.

She squeezed her eyes shut, as if, if she pressed hard enough, when she opened them this would all be gone. It wasn't.

"You didn’t mess it up, Papa. I’m not angry. It wasn’t your fault. I’m sorry." It was so much easier to forgive people you love. "Goodbye, Papa." She held one of his hands in both of hers and leaned her forehead on it. Once again she closed her eyes. Maybe this time it would all be gone.