I Think I Love You - Chapter 11 [FINALE]Moriarty was cruel. He was so, so cruel. He ripped Sherlock apart. He tore his hope and his future. He killed everyone's belief in him; everyone's but John.I Think I Love You - Chapter 11 [FINALE]1 year ago in Romance More Like This
John was in the cab. It felt like his stomach was tied in a knot. He had a very bad feeling; a very bad feeling indeed.
"Can you please go faster?" he said anxiously to the cabbie.
"I'm going as fast as is legal sir, I can't do any more than that." The cabbie replied.
John sighed nervously. Damn Moriarty! Damn him to the deepest pits of hell, where the most painful fires would engulf his body and burn him slowly until he finally died. What that man had done to his best friend
"Stop here." John said to the cabbie, and jumped out of the car. As his feet hit the bitumen, his phone rang. He looked at the screen; it was Sherlock.
"John," Sherlock started.
"Sherlock, are you okay?"
"Turn around and walk back where you came." Sherlock instructed.
"No, I'm coming in!" John said, eying St Bart's.
"Just do as I ask; please."
I Think I Love YouThey'd done so much together since they first met; anyone else might think they'd known each other for years. Mrs Hudson and Lestrade also noticed how much more Sherlock smiled when John was around; and he was slightly less condescending, but not much. Sherlock and John were like the inseparable pair, like each side of the same coin. One was always there for the other.I Think I Love You1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Sherlock was fiddling with his violin on the couch, waiting for John to get home. He'd decided that today, he'd tell John what he'd been thinking for quite a while; the one thing that he did not express out loud for everyone to know.
As tedious as it did seem, he'd spent a lot of the past week researching the meaning of love. The internet, in books; they all seemed to lead to the same conclusion.
At last, Sherlock heard the sound of the front door closing.
"Where have you been?" Sherlock called from in the living room.
"Sarah's, I told you I would be staying there the night." John replied, making his way up the stair
I Think I Love You - Chapter 7"Should I call cab?" John asked as he was getting ready.I Think I Love You - Chapter 71 year ago in Romance More Like This
"I thought we could walk, since it's only a few streets away." Sherlock said while tying his blue scarf around his neck.
"Where are we going exactly?" John asked, appearing in the living room.
"A new place I found. Called 'Crusaders', it's four star, not too expensive, but not too shabby. I thought we should try it."
"Alright, excellent. Just give me a few minutes and we can go." John said as he left the room again.
Sherlock locked the door behind them as they stepped out onto the street. Sherlock led the way briskly, his coat swaying, as John tried to keep up.
"A bit excited, are we?" John panted as he arrived at Sherlock's side.
"A bit, yes. I'm quite hungry too."
John grinned. Now that he thought about it, so was he.
A few moments later, they arrived out front of the restaurant. They proceeded inside to be met by a hostess.
"A table for two under 'Holmes'." Sherlock spoke to her.
"Follow me," she smiled at the couple in fr
I Think I Love You - Chapter 2Sherlock's phone buzzed, and he reached to answer it from where he was curled up in a ball.I Think I Love You - Chapter 21 year ago in Romance More Like This
"I've got a nice juicy murder for you, Sherlock. Come down to the Yard." Lestrade said.
"Be there soon." Sherlock replied, and he hung up the phone.
He stood up and stretched. He was still wearing his dressing gown, so he dressed in his usual black suit attire, pulled on his signature coat, and tied his deep blue scarf around his neck. He was ready.
He strode into the Yard, and was met by Inspector Lestrade.
"Sherlock! We've got a body, gunshot to the chest, found in a creek in the countryside."
It sounded rather dull to Sherlock; just your average murder. It would probably take up barely any time at all.
"It was probably the man's wife, found out he was cheating, when she confronted him about it he lied to her face, she was sick of his rubbish so she shot him straight in the chest, and dumped the body in the countryside thinking that no one would find it. Stupid woman didn't realise th
I Think I Love You - Chapter 6Sherlock received a phone call at about half past seven in the morning. It was Lestrade, informing him about an 'unusual case' which he wanted Sherlock to check out.I Think I Love You - Chapter 61 year ago in Romance More Like This
"John!" Sherlock called as speed walked into the living room while pulling on hi gloves.
"What?" John shouted from the kitchen.
"Case. Let's go!"
"Alright, hang on a minute." John jogged out of the kitchen and into his room, coming out shortly after with his black coat on.
Sherlock and John arrived at the scene, ducking under the crime scene tape to be met by Detective Inspector Lestrade.
"Follow me," he said, and he led them into the house and upstairs into the master bedroom.
As soon as they were through the doorway, Sherlock pushed in front of the others. Floating above the bed, was the body. It was suspended from the rafters with tangled rope, so it hung about a metre above the bed.
"His wife is the one who found him. She woke up early this morning and got quite a shock when she saw her husband hanging above her."
I Think I Love You - Chapter 5Shortly after leaving the café, Sherlock received a text from Molly.I Think I Love You - Chapter 51 year ago in Romance More Like This
Find something to do while I talk to John.
Sherlock didn't think she would get to business so soon, but after receiving the text, he decided to give Lestrade a call. He asked if there was a case (any case, even a dull one) that he could help with. After a surprised Lestrade gave him something to work with, he left for the Yard.
There were four knocks at the door. John rushed down the stairs and pulled open the black door to reveal Molly.
"Oh, hello Molly; what's up?"
"May I come in?"
"Of course." John pulled the door open wider and gestures for her to step inside. "Would you like some tea? I just boiled the kettle."
"Yes please. Thank you, John."
After the tea was made they sat down in the living room, their steaming mugs set on the small sections of the coffee table that were bare.
"So, was there any particular reason you dropped by?" John asked.
"Yes actually. I talked to Sherlock."
In The Dark - Chapter 4"John, was that really necessary?" Mrs Hudson closed the front door behind them.In The Dark - Chapter 41 year ago in Drama More Like This
"Yes, it was! This is his fault! He gave all that information to Moriarty so that he knew exactly how to destroy Sherlock!"
"I think we'd best go up and have some tea." Mrs Hudson suggested.
"Contrary to popular belief, Mrs Hudson, tea does not solve everything!"
"Maybe so John, but you should have some anyway.
John had calmed down a bit after he sat down with Mrs Hudson, and they talked about Molly.
"I think you should take her up on her offer." Mrs Hudson said.
"I don't need help."
"You may think that isolating yourself is the best thing to do, but it really isn't, John. You need company and friends. Otherwise you'll drown in your own thoughts."
"So you know what I need do you? You just know how I'm feeling now?"
"You're not the only one who's lost someone, you know." Mrs Hudson spoke softly.
Now John felt stupid. Of course, she'd lived longer than him, of course in that time someone she loved would ha
In The Dark - Chapter 1John walked all the way back to Baker Street. He didn't want to talk to anyone, not even a cabbie. His head was swimming, full of jumbled thoughts. He was barely aware of his surroundings, and nearly got hit by a car on the way to the flat.In The Dark - Chapter 11 year ago in Drama More Like This
He fumbled with the doorknob when he finally got home, and pushed his way inside. He climbed the staircase, it feeling like Mount Everest with all the effort it seemed to be taking. He entered the living room and did something unexpected, he slumped on the couch, turned to face the wall and curled up in a ball like Sherlock did sometimes. He stared into the fabric of the sofa, and finally the tears streamed down his face.
"Is that you John?" Mrs Hudson called from above.
John ignored it, and hoped that she wouldn't bother him. He didn't want to have to tell her; not now. He squeezed his eyes shut and the trapped tears escaped, doing the same as the others. He heard footsteps approaching. He panicked; Mrs Hudson was coming.
"John?" she said as she
In The Dark - Chapter 3When the funeral was over, John called a cab immediately, wanting to leave as soon as possible. John stood in the car park, waiting impatiently for the cab to arrive, when he felt a hand on his arm.In The Dark - Chapter 31 year ago in Drama More Like This
"John," said a gentle voice.
John turned his head. Molly was gazing up at him with her soft brown eyes.
"If there's anything you need " she coughed and her eyes filled with tears.
She tried to wipe them away quickly, but she started sobbing. John wasn't sure what to do before he pulled her close to him and held her. She had broken down like he felt he was going to constantly and sometimes did when no one was around and he saw that she cared a lot about Sherlock too. She wasn't like the other people who just wore a solemn face and looked at John with pity.
Molly stepped back and looked up at John again, not bothering to remove the tears from her blotchy face.
"I want to be able to help, in any way I can. So please, don't hesitate to ask."
John nodded, afraid if breaking do
In The Dark - Chapter 2A few days had gone by with no visitors; perhaps they knew that John would need some space. But that space would soon deteriorate at the funeral.In The Dark - Chapter 21 year ago in Drama More Like This
Mrs Hudson made tea for them both that morning and they sat in the living room together, in near silence. The only sounds were of the cars passing by and of them taking a sip from their tea cups.
"You know you don't have to do this." John said abruptly.
"Do what, dear?" Mrs Hudson looked up.
"Keep me company. I can manage."
Mrs Hudson thought for a moment. "I just don't want you to feel alone, John."
"Well I am alone!" John exclaimed, and made Mrs Hudson jump.
He looked up at the landlady. She looked shocked and sad. "I'm sorry." He said.
"It's quite alright." She took another sip of tea. "Would you like me to leave you?"
"No. We have we have to talk about the the "
"Funeral." Mrs Hudson finished for him.
"Yes, that. Who will be going?" John asked painfully.
"Quite a number; many people want to pay thei
I Think I Love You - Chapter 4Other people would say to visit a therapist, but Sherlock hated them. They didn't care about people, and they didn't really help. If someone goes and talks to a therapist and tells them their grandpa died, what can they do about it? Nothing. But the strange thing was, Sherlock wanted to talk to someone; someone who would listen. Someone niceI Think I Love You - Chapter 41 year ago in Romance More Like This
John was in his room gathering things to be washed. He did feel terrible. At first he actually did believe Sherlock was mistaken about him 'loving' John, but the events of the last week or so showed this really was affecting the detective. He didn't know what to do yet. But he would think of something; he had to. Sherlock was his best friend, he didn't want to lose him.
Molly was walking down the halls of St. Bart's Hospital. The air was cool, and it smelt like cleaning products and soap. She strode over to a window to perform her everyday' gaze of the outside view before going home', when she saw a familiar figure approaching
I Think I Love You - Chapter 10John sat on the couch and watched telly. Sherlock observed him from his spot. He wasn't exactly sure what was going on was John sad because his relationship with Sarah was over, or was he upset about hurting her feelings? Was he upset at all?I Think I Love You - Chapter 101 year ago in Romance More Like This
Sherlock took a step forward. "John," he started reluctantly.
"Are you okay?"
The words hung in the air for too long. Sherlock wished he hadn't said it, and John was surprised Sherlock had said it.
"I'm okay." John finally replied. "I'm just a bit confused about things." What am I doing? Why am I talking to Sherlock about this?
"What things?" Sherlock asked. He was a bit concerned now. "John, tell me."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."
"Well you did, so finish it."
John looked at Sherlock, surprised. "Since when do you have interest in what people think and feel? This isn't like you."
"I have interest when it's you, John."
"Well that's nice to know Sherlock; thank you. It's just " Jo
In The Dark - Chapter 7It was a picture of John. He was smiling; his face was lit up with happiness. It was beautifully drawn, as if by an expert. John's eyes felt hot, and his vision blurred from the wet tears that glazed his eyes. He missed Sherlock so much. He wished he could talk to him about the things he'd found. Instead, they remained as unsaid conversations, begging to be had but the person to have them with wasn't there. He sat on the edge of Sherlock's bed and looked through the rest of the sketch book.In The Dark - Chapter 71 year ago in Drama More Like This
There was a twinge in Sherlock's stomach, like something had occurred… something important.
"Don't be stupid, you may as well be superstitious to think like that." He mumbled to himself.
"What was that?"
Sherlock had forgotten where he was for a moment.
"Nothing, Molly. It's of no importance."
"Alright, well I'm going out for a bit." Molly grabbed her handbag from the kitchen counter.
"Where?" Sherlock turned his head.
"I'm going to see Greg." She blushed.
Sherlock rolled his eyes.
"What?" Molly q
I Think I Love You - Chapter 3He was in a bright clearing; the sun's rays were shining through the trees. Sherlock looked around and absorbed his surroundings. He was not alone. John approached him gracefully and placed a hand on Sherlock's.I Think I Love You - Chapter 31 year ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm sorry, Sherlock." He said, as he wrapped his arms around the detective.
Sherlock held him close, until John pulled away, and his steely gaze met Sherlock's pale eyes. John's eyes flashed and glowed the brightest white. He stepped back and placed a palm on a nearby mound, which rose up to form the body of Sarah.
"I'm sorry I ever met you, Sherlock." John spat, his eyes still glowing. He turned to Sarah, her eyes also lighting up. They turned to Sherlock.
"I hate you. I've always hated you, and I don't ever want to see you again." John leaped forward and began tearing at Sherlock, his flesh being ripped off, bit by bit. He was writhing and screaming, begging for it to be over.
Sherlock jolted awake, feeling horrified. He was sweating and shaking, and the
I Think I Love You - Chapter 8Sherlock awoke from the sound of loud knocking. He groaned at the pain in his head. Why did he have to get drunk? Stupid experimentI Think I Love You - Chapter 81 year ago in Romance More Like This
He pulled on his robe and thumped down the stairs clumsily, wrenching the door open when he got to bottom.
"Hello," Sarah said nervously.
"You! What are you doing here?" Sherlock asked in a lazy drawl.
"I came to see if John was alright."
"Of course he's alright. Why wouldn't he be? Hasn't he contacted you for five minutes?"
Sarah rolled her eyes and pushed past the tall man.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Sherlock called.
"Trust me, I don't want me to be here either." Sarah said as she climbed the staircase.
"What's going on?" Sherlock heard John call from his bedroom.
"Intruder! There's an intruder in the house! Get your gun, John!" Sherlock shouted, and received a glare from Sarah. He grinned back at her slyly.
John pushed through the door, his gun in his hand, and he pointed it at the first person he saw.
"What the HELL, John?!" Sarah shr
In The Dark - Chapter 5There was a buzz. John turned his head and pushed himself up in the bed, reaching over to his phone. There was a new message.In The Dark - Chapter 51 year ago in Drama More Like This
I was just wondering if you wanted to catch up today. You could choose the place; that's if you want to catch up. It's okay of you don't.
John stared at the message for a while. When he thought about it, Molly was probably the only person he'd really want to see. Even he knew men weren't exactly good with emotional situations. He couldn't picture how Lestrade would react if he burst into tears in his presence. John sent back a text to Molly.
Sounds great. Where do you want to meet? Do you want to have breakfast somewhere?
John inspected his message before he pressed 'Send'. He still had the habit of writing 'JW'. The thought of erasing it and writing his full name occurred, but he decided against it and sent the message.
Molly sent back a reply quickly, making the arrangements, before placing her phone back on the tabl
In The Dark - Chapter 10John occupied the living room the next morning, accompanied by Mrs Hudson. He's eyes stung with tiredness, and the light that shone through the window seemed too much for him. Mrs Hudson was sorting through the mail, throwing catalogues aside and tearing open bills. She tore open one of the envelopes and slid out the document inside. She scanned through, and frowned.In The Dark - Chapter 101 year ago in Drama More Like This
"I'll make us some tea." She said quickly, disappearing into the kitchen.
The strange behaviour not going unnoticed by John, he stood up and picked up the letter. It was an electricity bill, and not a cheap one either. John sat back down before Mrs Hudson re-entered the room. He gazed out of the window in thought as his tea was placed in the coffee table in front of him.
"Is anything wrong, dear?" the landlady asked.
"I should get a job." John said bluntly.
"No dear, you need to recover."
"No, I'm not sitting around. It lets me think too much, and we have bills to pay."
Mrs Hudson frowned again. "What makes you think you h
I Think I Love You - Chapter 9John was awake bright and early the next morning. He couldn't sleep while thinking about what he had planned for the day ahead. The truth was, he didn't feel for Sarah anymore. He didn't look forward to seeing her, he didn't feel like visiting her anymore. In fact, after the previous day's escapade, he was quite pissed off with her. John knew she didn't like Sherlock one bit, and that wasn't acceptable in John's eyes.I Think I Love You - Chapter 91 year ago in Romance More Like This
He finished reading the paper, and folded it before placing it on the coffee table. He pulled on his coat and walked into the hall. He heard a shuffle from Sherlock's room. John quickened his pace and exited the flat. He didn't want to explain what was going to happen. He would rather tell him when he got back. He called for a cab and waited.
Sherlock looked at the clock in his room. It had just turned eight o'clock. He rose out of bed slowly and ran his hands through his hair, before yanking his bedroom door open and stepping into the living room. He saw the day's pape
(1) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover]John pushed through the big double gates of Whiterun. It was one of the places in Skyrim where it didn't snow (thank Talos for that), and it wasn't too crowded, which was good news for a newbie thief. A few years back, John never would have thought that he would become a burglar, but these were hard times, and it was when a man would do anything to stay alive. The war was raging, and to make matters even worse, the dragons had returned. Big, brutal, scaly, element-breathing, violent dangerous, immensely strong dragons, which were attacking villages at random, destroying homes and taking lives. That was why John was a thief, and no longer a man of honour. Honour did not matter anymore; fighting did.(1) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover]1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
John slithered along the outer wall of the city, hiding from view. His plan was to break into a few houses, get some gold, and get out; and to be quick with it. He halted and observed. An old woman was leaving her house. She locked the door behind her, probably knowing that people were get
In The Dark - Chapter 9John, Molly and Greg went to a pub after the visit to Sherlock's grave. They sat at a secluded table, each with a glass of their drink of choice.In The Dark - Chapter 91 year ago in Drama More Like This
Greg looked at his watch. They'd been there for half an hour. John and Molly were talking; they sat opposite him. he kept looking up from his glass at them, sitting close, laughing with each other and smiling. Of course, John was going through a very hard time, and Molly was just being nice, but he couldn't help what he was feeling, although he felt terrible for it. He glanced at them again and felt a twinge of jealousy. He made himself angry. Sherlock's dead, John's distraught, and Molly's being comforting, and he's sitting there being jealous just because two friends are sitting next to each other, being happy for a change?
"Greg, are you okay?" Molly asked, bringing him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah mate, you look a bit pale." John interjected.
"Um, yeah, I think I might just get some air." Greg stood up and exited the pub.
The cool breeze fe
Welcome Home - Johnlock.Sherlock picked up his phone, and typed, 'John. I'm sorry. SH'. His fingers were shaking as he pressed send.Welcome Home - Johnlock.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
John sat up straight, he had just dozed off in the living room after watching the News, and the buzzing of his phone in his pocket had made him jump, he unlocked his mobile phone and looked at the text.
His eyes filled with tears and took a few moments to take in the fact that his one wish could have come true. 'Sherlock. You're alive? -JW' he replied.
A few moments later, he received another message, 'That is irrelevant. You need to come pick me up. SH'
'Irrelevant?! But... Ugh. Where are you, Sherlock? JW."
'Outside a pub. Two blocks from 221B. SH'
'Why can't you get a cab? JW'
'None of them will take me, john. SH'
'No wonder! Everyone thinks you're dead! JW'
'That's not why! I may be slightly intoxicated. SH'
John sighed. Only Sherlock. He hadn't even explained how he had jumped off a building in front of him and som
My LoveThe moonlight casted shadows through the prison bar windows. It left black streaks on Sherlock's face as he laid on the uncomfortable bed, staring up at the pale ceiling. He had been in there three weeks on a false charge. Everyone thought he was someone he wasn't, even after pleading that he was in fact Sherlock Holmes. They laughed at him, saying that Sherlock Holmes was a dead man. He had just been at the wrong place at the wrong time.My Love1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
His eyes moved to stare at the full moon, the light almost matching the colour of his eyes. He longed for home, to be with John. Breaking John's heart was the hardest thing he had ever done. He tried to divorce himself from feelings, but John had somehow found his way into Sherlock's cold heart, and there he stayed, bringing warmth to it. All the warmth disappeared when he saw John cry at his grave; just a cold dead hollowness replaced it. That was three years ago, and nothing had changed. He felt numb, hollow, dead, cold. He was lost without his blog
Benedict Who?Hey, Greg, you busy? - JWBenedict Who?1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nope. Just finished a case. What's up, John? - GL
Kinda hoping for some company. Been a hard day. - JW
I understand. 8 month anniversary today, isn't it? - GL
... Yeah. So if you wouldn't mind coming over? - JW
Sure. I'm over at Molly's. Give me 20 minutes? - GL
See you then. - JW
A polite knock on the door about half an hour later had John limping to the door to open it. Greg Lestrade walked in, a small smile on his face. John closed the door and led the way to the armchairs in the center of the room. John took Sherlock's old chair while Greg settled into John's usual chair.
"So," Greg started quietly, staring at John. "How you holding up?"
"Been better," John said sadly. "Been worse. It just kind of hit me all at once today, you know?" Greg nodded, sending John a compassionate glance.
"What do you want to do?" Greg asked curiously. "Trade stories, sit in silence, watch telly?" John huffed out a strained laugh and ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't think I