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AUTHOR'S NOTE: please, do read the FIRST part of "A month after. John" because without the previous part it would be difficult to understand the plot of this chapter. Thank you.
"Stop it, Mycroft. Just stop."
"I can't. And you know this, Brother dearest."
"I've never asked you for help. Only this one. Can you help me?"
"No."
"…Haven't your…YOUR BLOODY SURVEILLANCE SHOW YOU THAT JOHN IS SUFFERING??? He is talking with me. With me, who is supposed to be dead."
"We both know that it is the best situation for him and for you too."
"He is thinking about the suicide. John wants to kill HIMSELF, CAN'T YOU SEE THIS???"
"Sherlock, stop shouting like a child and behave yourself like a grown up at last."
"Mycroft if y…"
"Hush. Do you think I will allow John's death? After what I did to you? We belong to one side, Brother, remember that."
"I've never thought it would last for that long."
"You can't go to John right now. Think about the risk. All my work will be broken. And innocent people, your friends will die."
"Then…One message, Mycroft. Three words. Just to calm him down."
"Your message won't calm him, it'll turn things up even worth. And you know this perfectly."
"How. Can. You. Be. THAT STYPID??? he is going to kill himself. He doesn't have a hope. What was my death for if I can't save my friend? If this makes him pain."
"The promise of love. The pain of loss. The joy of redemption. And now I can not give you a puzzle and watch you dance. Are you really so obvious? Sherlock? If you do this, it'll lead to a catastrophe. One message which will make John panic and he will start searching you. One message and months and years of planning – will be finished. Jim Moriarty is dead, but the web is still here, entangled around the city. All of Moriarty's band will make a reaction with already known consequences. You must go out of the country. We will wait until one of them; Sebastian Moran more likely makes a mistake… Are you listening me?"
"If I can do nothing, if I can't see or at least write John, then I want to disappear from England immediately. I can't be here anymore. Send me anywhere you like."
"Sentiment is a chemical defect found in the loosing side. Just remember you said that once."
"Promise me, Mycroft, promise on your life that you will care about John Watson."
"Like you are not going to continue watching him via my cameras on Baker Street."
"I said promise me."
"…Yes, you have my word."
"…Thank you."
"Sherlock, wait. Take the cigarette."
"Without any filters? Why so kindly?"
"Because you are in Love."
"Stop it, Mycroft. Just stop."
"I can't. And you know this, Brother dearest."
"I've never asked you for help. Only this one. Can you help me?"
"No."
"…Haven't your…YOUR BLOODY SURVEILLANCE SHOW YOU THAT JOHN IS SUFFERING??? He is talking with me. With me, who is supposed to be dead."
"We both know that it is the best situation for him and for you too."
"He is thinking about the suicide. John wants to kill HIMSELF, CAN'T YOU SEE THIS???"
"Sherlock, stop shouting like a child and behave yourself like a grown up at last."
"Mycroft if y…"
"Hush. Do you think I will allow John's death? After what I did to you? We belong to one side, Brother, remember that."
"I've never thought it would last for that long."
"You can't go to John right now. Think about the risk. All my work will be broken. And innocent people, your friends will die."
"Then…One message, Mycroft. Three words. Just to calm him down."
"Your message won't calm him, it'll turn things up even worth. And you know this perfectly."
"How. Can. You. Be. THAT STYPID??? he is going to kill himself. He doesn't have a hope. What was my death for if I can't save my friend? If this makes him pain."
"The promise of love. The pain of loss. The joy of redemption. And now I can not give you a puzzle and watch you dance. Are you really so obvious? Sherlock? If you do this, it'll lead to a catastrophe. One message which will make John panic and he will start searching you. One message and months and years of planning – will be finished. Jim Moriarty is dead, but the web is still here, entangled around the city. All of Moriarty's band will make a reaction with already known consequences. You must go out of the country. We will wait until one of them; Sebastian Moran more likely makes a mistake… Are you listening me?"
"If I can do nothing, if I can't see or at least write John, then I want to disappear from England immediately. I can't be here anymore. Send me anywhere you like."
"Sentiment is a chemical defect found in the loosing side. Just remember you said that once."
"Promise me, Mycroft, promise on your life that you will care about John Watson."
"Like you are not going to continue watching him via my cameras on Baker Street."
"I said promise me."
"…Yes, you have my word."
"…Thank you."
"Sherlock, wait. Take the cigarette."
"Without any filters? Why so kindly?"
"Because you are in Love."
Literature
A Reichenbach Poem (BBC Sherlock)
It’s been awhile since you fell down to Earth from the sky
My, how our time together had gone by
First you were here and then you're not
And now you're in a Coffin, left to rot
I still remember that day you ended our final call
The day I wasn't able to break your fall
I didn't believe that any of it was real
But as I approached, there was no pulse to feel
I just want to say, you were never a lie
So I stubbornly refuse to say goodbye
I am all alone now, and I owe you so much
Look at me now; I'm back on a crutch
I want you back; I don't care what you said
So I’m begging you Sherlock, Please, don't be Dead.
Literature
Texting: Part One
SH: Bored.
JW: I'm sorry. Pester someone else. I'm working.
SH: No.
JW: What do you want me to do?
SH: Something entertaining.
JW: And what qualifies as "entertaining" to you?
SH: I don't know, just do something. I'm bored. Or find me another serial murder case or something. My mind is stagnant, John, stagnant.
JW: Why don't you ask Lestrade or your homeless network?
SH: They're boring.
JW: And I'm somehow not?
SH: Yes.
JW: How is that?
SH: They're stupid.
JW: You think I am intelligent and Lestrade isn't?
SH: No, I think you're simply more intelligent. He is not.
JW: I see... Well, flattery, intended or not, will get you nowhe
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John
My words gush out like oil from a barrel- dark, toxic, bitter. They spill all over the couch and slosh onto the floor. I desperately want to make them stop, to scoop them all up and pour them back inside so I can hide them away in the space where all my other unwanted words go, but they keep on flowing, filling up the room, drowning me. I'm scared they'll drown John, too. I try to tell him that. Try to tell him to ignore what I'm saying, to leave me alone, to just leave, but he won't have any of that.
Because he's John- steady, dependable John- and without me telling him he seems to know exactly what I need. He pulls me into his arms as read
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This is the third part of the "a month after" and now it is Sherlock's and Mycroft's talk. Probably the last one.
Please read the first part, because this one makes no sence without the biginning which is written in the first and second chapters. Here are the previous chapters --> chapter 3 [link]
The last chapter --> [link]
chapter two -->[link]
and the first chapter -->[link]
To my beloved
Please read the first part, because this one makes no sence without the biginning which is written in the first and second chapters. Here are the previous chapters --> chapter 3 [link]
The last chapter --> [link]
chapter two -->[link]
and the first chapter -->[link]
To my beloved
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This one is so wonderfull it hurts!