Fading Nightmares - scorpiontales - Sherlock (TV. Some things never changed.
That was a common phrase around the yard, and it was still in use in 2035. For the officers who had been around as recruits in early 2010 it was almost a motto that they would whisper to the new officers during their first week on the job. There was Anderson who was still as sullen as ever; he had grown a beard and still shockingly a ladies’ man, even though this time there was no wife to cheat on. There was Sally Donovan who was still a tad bossy but since she was now the chief inspector she had more than a good reason to be so. There was Greg Lestrade, retired, who was still the only person in Scotland Yard who could deal with Sherlock Holmes without feeling the need to lose himself in a pint two hours after talking to the man. Maybe that was why he was the one, despite no longer being employed by the yard, to tell Holmes that Doctor Watson’s body was missing. The day wasn’t even remarkable when he got the call.
He didn’t have to though. “Sherlock?” Unconventional Decor - coloredink - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. "Well," John says a few minutes later, "I'm off to sleep in my own bed.
" And he rolls and plants his feet on the floor, pausing a moment to ruffle one hand through his hair. He looks over his shoulder at Sherlock, who's still sprawled half on top of the duvet. "You don't mind, do you? " Sherlock arranges his expression into one of blank indifference. "Of course not. "Just checking. John is back in Sherlock's bed the next night, but he doesn't stay there. Once is an isolated incident; twice is suspicious. This requires further investigation.
The first thing he needs to establish is whether or not John objects to the environment, or to the act itself. "Objection? " We Call Them Miracles - TheUniverseWillSing - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. When John called from the base to tell him that leave had not been granted for the holidays, Sherlock understood.
He’d set himself up for it, because honestly, John had been home last Christmas and they couldn’t expect to get lucky every time. The reality of the matter was that some other soldier now had a chance to spend time with his family, and after five years with the army doctor - two as flatmates, three in a romantic relationship, and two of those during his reenlistment in the RAMC - Sherlock knew how precious that time could be.
He had smiled down the phone line, hating how flat his voice sounded when he insisted that of course it was fine, it’s all fine, John. And it was fine. John was safe, Mycroft was in India with his wife’s parents, and there was a particularly elusive serial killer on the lam. Although, Christmas was their favorite holiday together. “Keep it in line, Holmes,” warned the DI, “I mean it. Sherlock furrowed his eyebrows. “I love -” Christmas. Trust Issues - thisprettywren - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. Trimmed & Burning - achycarnations - Sherlock (TV. I.
Sherlock waits for eighteen months. He wakes up in a room where everything is off-white and sterile and is so achy and nauseated that he is convinced for a swirling instant that he's overdosed again. As suddenly he is sledgehammered with memories of a bright flash, a sickening scream of twisting steel and crumbling concrete, of the hard slams in blinding fast sequence of a body to his left side and of water to his right. Of a desperate breath gasped that draws water that burns with chlorine. His nausea flares unbearably and he barely manages to throw himself onto an elbow (wrist sprained, shoulder wrenched from socket) so the bile he chokes out mostly ends up on the (off-white) linoleum. The nurse who appears is saying a lot to him, asking him a lot of questions, touching cold hands to the parts of him that are bandaged and sear with hot pain, but all he can say back is "John, John, John.
" But, after that, Sherlock waits for eighteen months. Trust him: He knows about explosions. "Why? "