Away away. Post-Reichenbach Fics (High Functioning Fangirls) In Which Sherlock Deals With Dying - thequeergiraffe - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. Molly: In my dream, Sherlock and I are in the lab, and he looks so sad. I know it's because he thinks he's going to die, but he doesn't realize how fiercely against that idea I am. "What do you need? " I ask him, because I'll give him anything. He looks at me with eyes that don't make any sense, eyes the color of the sky over the sea, and says, "You. " I'm shaking, trembling, and I take a step towards him. "I'm yours, Sherlock," I whisper, and the distance between us closes like magic.
I wake up before our mouths meet, sunlight streaming across my little bed and into my eyes. I've showered (spent about ten minutes just standing under the water and trying to breathe) and dressed, and my hair is spun up in a towel when I walk into the living room. "I'll have tea, thank you," he says, not looking up from the screen. Clearing my throat, I set Sherlock's mug down and take a sip from my own. He's typing when he finally responds, "My brother is having his men come and fetch me. Night Flights - HolmesianDeduction - Sherlock (TV. “Those will kill you, you know.” Molly watched from her end of the sofa as Sherlock Holmes lit a cigarette and took a long, needy drag. ”I thought you quit.” “Don’t make jokes Molly.” Sherlock exhaled appreciatively, and gave her a dead-eyed stare, then reproachfully, “I can’t have any cases.
I’m bored.” “It’s been forty-eight hours since you made your plans to leave, Sherlock.” “I need something.” There was a silence, then Molly spoke up. ”I saw John and your landlady today.” “Don’t go with them.” “Why?” “Tomorrow’s my last day in London.” ”When do you meet your brother?” ”Tomorrow. “Ah.” “However long it takes.” “What about John and Mrs. “They’ll be fine.” “Are you certain?” There was a long silence, then a quiet exhalation of breath. ”Keep an eye on him?” “Won’t your brot-“ “Just do it. ”Okay.” Sherlock didn’t respond, instead closing his eyes, not even objecting when Molly ruffled her fingers through his hair. ”Molly?” ”Yes Sherlock?” ”Thank you.” ”Get some sleep, Sherlock.” ”Boring.” ”Now.”
Diary of an Invisible Girl - findingsherlock - Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Sherlock (TV. Mary Magdalene - longtimegone - Sherlock (TV. "Will you make some more tea? " He sits, like an owl on a perch, in the corner of the couch, bouncing on his heels with boredom, and it's the first thing he's said in the hour we've been awake.
He worries his fingers over the bones of his elbow and I just take him in for a moment. He hasn't cut his hair yet, though he will have to soon. The curls frizz out around his forehead and I know he's been running his hands through his hair. In frustration? Something. I nod and go into the kitchen. I go through the motions of making tea, wondering again how I found myself living with Sherlock Holmes, even temporarily. "Sugar, please. " He was like a furnace when he slept. I'd snatched my hand away from his forehead, oddly angry, and turned away from him. With a package of biscuits clamped in my mouth, I carry over the mugs of tea, setting the biscuits and his mug on the table in front of him, and backing away to sit in the armchair to his right. "You need to eat something.
Sherlock snorts. "Tea? " Together Into the Abyss - Deastrumquodvicis - Sherlock (TV. Dead. Sherlock was dead. For weeks (or was it months? Maybe even years) the thought never properly sank in--there was always a glimmer of irrational hope in John's heart. But for some reason, today, it did. John had been in a pit of despair before he met Sherlock, feeling useless, like his country'd abandoned him once they'd chucked him out of the war. But gravity stole that, stole Sherlock, stole everything he needed. "I'm sorry, Sherlock," he said to the gravestone. John took the breaths he knew would be his last, and shut his eyes for the final time. Sherlock had run over as soon as he'd realized what John was doing. Sherlock hadn't considered this. Panic/guilt/pain/anguish began to set in, but his eyes fell on the syringe still sticking out of John's arm. The last words to go through the mind of Sherlock Holmes as he lay on his own grave, hand-in-hand with John Watson, a needle in his arm and poison in his veins, were both apt and tragic.
Shock - Deastrumquodvicis - Sherlock (TV. You see the face in the darkness, John Watson, and you hear the unique sounds of woe, Sherlock Holmes, and something in both of you snaps inside and then do you know if you're alive? - king of infinite space. Remember that you were loved by me. Reichenbach. Believe in Sherlock (sherlock_bsi)
#BelieveInSherlock. The Final Problem / Theory Index. Sherlock's big bang theories. I solved the case of The Reichenbach Fall on February 10, 2013 from my home in Berkeley, California, two days after first viewing the final episode of Series Two. I did not publish it at the time so as not to spoil it for first time viewers of the episode. Since Season Three will debut soon, I’m publishing it now! "Awesome. " "Brilliant. " "Mind Blowing. ""Pure Genius. "" Theories.