Consulting Partners (Sheriarty)

Prologue

John pulled his phone away as he saw Sherlock jumping of the hospital.
"SHERLOCK!!!!" he shouted and ran towards him.
a cycler hit him and he felt on the road, being unconcious for a second.
he opened his eyes again and stood up, walking towards the crowd of people standing around the body which was lying there. the body of Sherlock Holmes.

John woke up, breathing heavily. it was not real, it was just a nightmare. it was NOT real. Sherlock hadn't jumped of the building. Moriarty didn't shoot himself through the head. none of it really happened.
he sighed and closed his eyes again. he should stop worrying. Sherlock was alive and perfectly fine. why did he had those nightmares so often?
he turned around and tried to get back to sleep.

the next morning John came downstairs, still being tired. he hadn't really slept well.
Sherlock was already sitting in his chair, reading a newspaper. he did that very often these days and had became even lazier than he already had been.
"morning", he said, without even looking up.
"morning", John replied and walked into the kitchen to make some coffee.
he opened the fridge. there weren't even any human organs in it. and Sherlock hadn't had even one case since the moment with Moriarty on the roof.
what was wrong with him?
"so how are you feeling?" John asked.
Sherlock put a fake smile upon his face. "fine."
John sat down in front of him. "does this have anything to do with Moriarty?" he asked.
Sherlock was silent for a moment. "I'm done with Moriarty", he finally said and continued reading, like there was anything important in it.
John raised his shoulders and left for his work. "I'll be back tonight, if you care", he said.
Sherlock dropped the paper on the ground as soon as he heard John leaving and stood up, looking at the clock.
11 AM.
He was perfectly on time for his appointment if he'd gone now. he grabbed his coat and went outside.
Jim was already standing there, on the corner of the street. a bit risky.
Sherlock walked towards him quickly.
"you shouldn't come here too often, you know", he said.
Jim smirked at him. "why, is John sensing something suspicious?"
Sherlock smiled one of his rare smiles. he thought back at the moment on the rooftop.
he looked at Jim's beautiful face and smiled.
"Jim, would you like to solve crimes with me?" he'd asked.
Jim smiled. "ofcourse, Sherly."
then they had looked at eachother for a moment and kissed.
"so does John already know that you have betrayed him?" Moriarty asked teasingly.
"I did not betray him."
"yes, you did. he is no longer your partner in solving crimes, honey. I am."
Sherlock kinda felt a bit of regrets for that. it actually was true. he had asked Jim Moriarty to be his partner, and he couldn't have two assistents. plus they hated eachother. not that he didn't want to solve crimes with Jim, he would love that, but he had also become very fond on John.
he sighed. why couldn't he just have both?
Jim came closer towards him and grabbed his hand.
"don't feel sorry, Sherly", he said. "you couldn't make a better decision."
Sherlock looked at him. he hoped that was true...