Chapter 47: Goodbye, Sherlock of Mine

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Yes I know it's a small gif the fuck you gonna do about it wanna fight cash me outside...

I was trying to do the "Goodbye, Brother Mine." thing with you and Sherlock but I don't think it worked well. Oh well... it works for me I guess.

Anyway, Sherlock is being sent away and that's sad for us so I decided to be a sadist about it.

Have fun with this heart-wrenching part.

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Your POV (the next one'll be Sherlock I promise!)

John walked away from him while I began towards him, my hands twitching in anticipation and lips quivering in sadness. He inhales sharply, trying to keep his gaze steady and failing to do so. He shot me a sympathetic smile and walked on towards Mary, who pulled him into a hug and patted his back. I inhaled quickly when Sherlock's painful gaze met mine, and I started walking towards him.

Walking evolved into jogging, which turned into a full-on sprint when I was a few feet away from him. I soon rammed my full body weight into his arms, and he gripped me tightly. He struggled under my weight and kept a steady footing, almost falling over.

He buried his face into my hair, pulling me tighter and tighter every second that passed. I buried my face into his chest and sobbed, running my hands all over his back, wanting to touch him, hold him, reverse the clock and spend every moment with him like it was my last.

After a minute, he pulls out and cups my face into his hands, eyes red rimmed and breathing ragged. His pupils consumed his grey irises, and he ran his hands down to my hips. I couldn't bring myself to make eye contact with him, so my gaze stayed where my eye-line met his chest.

"Darling." He breathed, using his thumb to wipe away a tear and bring my eyes up to meet his. He brings his face closer to mine, and uses the other hand to tuck a piece of hair behind my ear.

"P-please don't go." I pleaded, my knees beginning to buckle, but Sherlock held me tightly in his warm embrace, assuring that I wouldn't fall over if I tried. "I... I need you Sherlock. I can't lose you again."

"I promise I'll think about you every day." He said calmly, trying to keep his voice steady. "And I'll write as often as I can."

"I love you." I breathed, standing up on my tip toes and kissing him on the lips. He passionately kissed back, gripping my hips tightly and pulling me flush against him. He didn't waist another second by lifting me up by hips and burying his head into my neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist and laced my arms around his neck, running my fingers through the bottom of his hair.

I pulled him impossibly close, kissing the top of his head gently. Suddenly, I felt something warm and wet against the back of my neck.

He's crying.

I only pulled him closer to comfort him as he placed a gentle kiss on my neck, letting all of the tears spill out at this point. I gently started to stroke the hair on the nape of his neck while his breathing became heavier.

He pulled out to get one last look at my face; face flushed red and minty eyes bloodshot. Me? I was memorizing every detail of his face. (Marvel reference be hella subtle and I ruined the moment sorry!)

"(Y/Full/N)." He whispered, reluctantly setting me down and giving my hips one last squeeze. He took my hand and kissed it, gently dropping it afterwards.

"William Sherlock Scott Holmes." My voice strained as tears flooded down my face.

"God I love you. Have I ever told you that?" He smiled, and I nodded, not even trying to fight back tears or laughter. "We're both insane, but I love it. I'm so so sorry, (Y/N). For all the horrible things I did to you, for every word that I said to make you feel bad or angry or just--" I cut off his last words with a kiss, making him smile and kiss back softly.

"I love you. You're my whole world, my everything. I'm sorry I have to leave you like this, and I'll miss you every agonizing second. I'll never get to sleep without your arms around me, pulling me close and filling my days, months, years with unconditional love and kindness." Tears made their way back into my eyes. "God, this is getting cheesy isn't it." He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

He inhaled a sharp breath, steadying his voice before saying one last thing. The officer next to him jerked his head impatiently towards the jet beside him. I wanted to flip him off, tell him to piss off, but I would probably get arrested as well.

"I love you so much, Sherlock. I'm so so happy that I got to teach you how to love, and I'm happy that I got the priceless privilege to enjoy that love with you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I love you with every fiber of my being. I'll wait for you, Sherlock. I'll wait for you every damn second until you come back." He gave me a lop-sided smile and stroked my cheek with his thumb.

"I will never understand the things you did to me, but I will never underestimate them either." He whispered, kissing my cheek softly before pulling out and walking backwards towards the officer, who rolled his eyes and began marching towards the jet.

"Don't go falling in love with anyone while I'm not around!" I called out, tears flooding my eyes but smiling at the same time.

"Don't go finding another Sociopath to love!" He smiled and blew me a kiss, and I couldn't help but smile back, giving him a tiny wave goodbye and clasping my hand over my mouth to sob into it. My smile soon faded as he got to the steps of the jet, pausing slightly before taking a step.

I watched in agony as he took each step into the jet. He took one last look back at me, before taking the last step onto the plane. And just like that, he was gone. He disappeared.

It took everything in me not to run after him, to scream his name, to run away from the jet and never look back. I screwed my eyes shut once more and let the final tears spill out, the last ones blurring my vision.

Turning towards John, I struggle to walk back without my knees buckling. He starts to walk towards me, sensing the current state that I'm in. He holds his arms out towards me and I collapse into them, burying my head into his chest and quietly sobbing into his warm embrace.

"Shhhhh..." He cooed, stroking my hair and placing his chin on top of my head. "It's going to be okay. He's going to come back." I nodded into his chest and turned around, hearing the jet making a sputtering noise.

John wrapped his arms around me and placed his head on my shoulder, rubbing the palm of my hand that he held in his.

Much to my despair, the jet began to move down the runway at a slow pace, then began to speed up until it was all the way in the air. I breathed out a strained breath and turned away towards Mycroft and Mary, who were both giving me sympathetic looks.

"Right." I breathed, wringing my hands together. "The game is... over."

John took off his coat and draped it around my shoulders, being as though I was visibly shivering. I might as well get used to it. Without Sherlock in my life my days will forever be colder without him to make it all better with a few simple words or gentle kisses. Sherlock wouldn't want me to think this way. That's what I  kept telling myself after his 'death', so I might as well be saying it now. "A wise man once said that 'the game is never over'."

I inhaled a deep breath and smiled, that was exactly something Sherlock would say. I turned around and watched the jet disappear into the milky London sky, gone for a while, but not forever.

Goodbye, Sherlock of Mine

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I AM SATAN!

Again, this was prewritten so I spoiled you guys with a single day update.

It's almost Season 4! I have lots and lots of plans for this fanfiction, so don't worry as this fanfic still has a lot of chapters in it's future. Eventually though, all good things must come to its end. And I have a perfect ending for this [don't worry, it's actually happy :)]

Please leave suggestions down below on what you'd like me to write next. I've been thinking about writing both Khan x Reader; or Doctor Strange x Reader. Please leave your thoughts down below, whether it be for a new BC Imagine for suggestions for my story!

Have a great day my lovelies xx

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