Eyes wide, Sherlock dizzily sits up, sweating from his nightmare. "Jawn!" he shouts, falling back onto the bed and falling onto the floor. He smacks his hand onto the bedside table and shuts his eyes. Everything was spinning and his head was pounding. Flashes of what happened to him replays. Irene, stark naked. The safe, the baby joke, the needle.
"Jawn!" he shouts again, stammering on his next words and standing again, only to fall into the wall. The door swings open and the army doctor glares at him, jumping at him and helping him sit back on the bed.
"Sherlock, calm down. You were drugged, just," he stops talking to get Sherlock to lay down and pulls the covers over his purple shirt of sex, "Just get more rest."
"John, I had a nightmare! We had kids! I wasn't a virgin!" he mumbled, exasperated.John rolls his eyes and walks back to the door, turning out the light.
"Good night, Sherlock," he says, laughing a bit. "Kids. Please." He shuts the door and soon the consulting detective is back into his deep sleep.
The End.
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