Any luck? -MH
No. None yet. How's Lestrade holding up? -SH
Horrible. He hasn't sleep since the kidnapping. -MH
John and I are doing the best we can. -SH
I know. So am I. -MH
We'll find her. We'll find her. Don't worry. -SH
You've taking a liking to her. -MH
So have you! -SH
Yes, yes. I'm aware. Now, I must be off. Gregory is crying again. -MH
Gregory? -SH
GREG!! GREG LESTRADE!! -MH
Always thought it was Gavin. -SH
Goodbye then. -SH
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John, I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I can't sleep, I can't eat. I keep thinking about her. Tell me what to do!! -GLEat something, kiss Mycroft, then take a sleeping pill. -JW
Okay. Okay. -GL
But Myc went out! -GL
Take deep breathes. Deep calming breathes. -JW
Okay. Okay. -GL
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Myc, baby, please come home! -GLPlease. -GL
I can't stop crying. -GL
I want a hug. -GL
Uncle... -EL
LIZ!!!!! -GL
BABY ARE YOU OKAY?! -GL
*calling Lizzy*
*call failed*
Liz... -GL
Liz? -GL
Come back. -GL
Please.... -GL
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Johnlock and Mystrade Texts
DiversosTexts between a consulting detective and his blogger and a certain Detective Inspector and the British Government