[Johnlock/Mystrade] Tears in rain

Chapter 2

2026   beginning of the year   Sussex   6th year of the end of the Great Purge

It was just after New Year, the sky was so gloomy, as if it was going to drop.

John struggled to get off the train, his right leg throbbing with pain.

It was hard enough to get a cab, especially when John was going to such a remote and hellish place.

Luckily, John had foreseen this, as he did in the past 6 years, so he had booked a car when he was in London.

It was only the bad weather which made the driver arrive late. He apologised. John smiled forgivingly,

After all "that", what was there not to forgive?

The driver suggested kindly that it would be dark by the time we reached their destination. The weather was bad and the roads were dangerous, not to mention the fact that they had to go back the way they came.

John accepted the advice, after all, he was alone yet the driver had a family with him, so he couldn't put others in danger, could he?

Sally often wondered why, after everything he had been through, John had became even better and more understanding.

John thought that perhaps it was because the best and worst of his life have happened to the same person, which had boosted his tolerance.

The motel the driver took John to was welcoming and John was very pleased.

They had an agreement to leave the next morning and the owner was kind enough to help John carry his bags to his room.

The room was small but cosy.

John finished bathing and knelt silently beside his bed to pray.

John was not religious, and his prayer had nothing to do with God.

After all, God did not impress John with anything good.

God wasn't the devil. The devil would give in to his desire, but God didn't.

God ruled over all beings, he governed people's joys and sorrows.

The sorrows, the joys, the suffering that the world endures are given by God, but God, himself, had no such emotion. He was not cruel, was not compassionate, was not merciful, nor was he tyrannical.

That was why people fear God.

That's why he choosed to leave John behind and become God.

John didn't blame him, he really hadn't.

Perhaps at first heartbroken, angered, helpless, but not once did John blame him.

He choosed to be God, and John chooses to hide him forever in his heart.

That was their choice and no one else's.

John went to where he was heading the second day, it doesn't even have a formal name.

It was called Lakeland because there was a relatively large lake.

John came here every year to mourn, for a brave soldier, a dear friend, a beloved relative.

He placed the man's favourite forget-me-nots on the edge of the lake and lowerd his head quietly.

"My dearest friend, thank you. For your unparalleled courage and strength that sustain me thorough the hardest days."