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A/N: …look up at our old rooms—the starting-point of so many of your little fairy-tales… (NB There are two versions of this sentence—the other has “our little adventures…”)
Watson discovered Holmes disguised as a rose, but the Beast caught him.
“Please,” said Watson. “His absence has left a void in my life.”
The Beast grinned. “Then in exchange, I want the first thing you see when you return home.”
Watson woke with a start to find Mary smiling down at him sadly.
“Just a nightmare, John,” she whispered.
Watson discovered Holmes disguised as a rose, but the Beast caught him.
“Please,” said Watson. “His absence has left a void in my life.”
The Beast grinned. “Then in exchange, I want the first thing you see when you return home.”
Watson woke with a start to find Mary smiling down at him sadly.
“Just a nightmare, John,” she whispered.
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To John
To John,
I was a bad influence on you. I always was. You would have taken the blame if we were ever caught; so I did it for you.
I can't even try to think about how much pain you went through these past years without me. But you're much better off. I would have been the death of you; and I wouldn't have been able to hold that weight.
I've been keeping an eye on you every now and then, see how you're holding up.
Thank you for letting me go. I know you'll have a wonderful life without the worry of me. I was never worthy. I will never be worthy.
I will not explain how I did it, in fear you will be targeted, but I will say that you were the
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BBC Sherlock - A Good Man
Lestrade lived on his phone. He'd be the first one to admit it.
He was always reluctant to lend his phone to people. Partially because of his phone's practical value. But mostly because of one number in his contact list.
Most of them he was fine with. But this one made him unaccountably nervous.
He knew he was being irrational, his motives for having the number in his phone really were completely pure.
However, his line of work made him automatically distrustful of the kind of man who had the number of a thirteen year old girl in his phone who wasn't family.
Originally, after he had had to scrape Sherlock off the floor and take him to ho
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BBC SH - Reunion - Mycroft
The Diogenes Club was old. The dark wood panelling and the high ceilings marking it out as a relic of a bygone era.
Rather like many of its inhabitants.
And like every old thing, it was a bit battered around the edges.
Normally, Mycroft Holmes saw the grandeur and the glory of the building's past.
But today, in the gloom of January with the rain pattering with insistent consistency against the window, Mycroft found it hard to ignore the flaking paint and chipped wood surrounding him.
But then again, the entire world seemed a little bit tarnished now.
He sat in the window seat, a glass of brandy cradled in his lax fingers, gazing numbly
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Whoa...
That was quite dark, but excellent, thank you.
That was quite dark, but excellent, thank you.