Sherlock-
He sits there, numb for hours. When he gets back to the flat he drinks.
And drinks.
And drinks.
He can't handle not having you. The only thing that makes him happy is your child. Emilia was adorable, and always made sure Sherlock was alright. She looked so much like you it hurt, but it helped him cope.John-
He didn't know what to do. He was so shocked he couldn't comprehend the fact that you weren't fine.
Moriarty-
He was dead.
Mycroft-
He didn't know until a week later. He just sat there and buried himself in his work because whenever he had a moment to himself he thought of you.
Lestrade-
The two of you passed barely six month between each other when you were incredibly old.
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