SHERLOCK
It has been three days and Molly had one seizure and that was it. They are going to try to wake here today. I have not left her side only three times to use the restroom over the three days. They forced me to leave the room while they where waking her.
It's been two hours they said that she is stable but she is having a hard time remembering things. I can't see her till tomorrow because they don't want me to freak her out....I would I freak her out? how? How would I freak her out? She loves me! Well at least she says it all the time and when I look at her, her eyes are dilated and her pulse goes extra fast so study shows that if eyes are dilated and pulse is fast there in love but studies could be wrong I don't think so though.
These past few days I have been cleaning out my mind palace I found thing I did not know I knew. A lot on plane crashes,and survival, why do I know so much about plane crashes and survival? I can't figure out what made me put that in my mind palace it was not even in the right place it was with loving memories why? I don't know it does not make any sense.... Oh! I know now it was the first show I watched with Molly it was after the fall and Molly told me I could stay with here for a while till I found a nice place.
It was a nice place the day it self was hectic after faking my death. I had so many emotions and I was vulnerable. I was not sure on how to stop it, I was upset for John's sake. I have to admit it was fun crashing through the window and I could not help kissing Molly after so many emotions and I could not figure out how to thank her for helping me and knowing how she liked me and I liked her. I gave her my heart and kissed her as a thank you. Later that night when she came home I was sitting on her couch in my mind palace as I usually did but Molly walked in and turned the light switch on and as soon as she saw me she jumped, ended up dropping her keys. With that I swiftly got up walked over to her and picked her keys up her cheeks where red I slowly handed her the keys we where so close. Close enough to where I could feel her breathing, she said thank you in a quick and quiet way. I then kissed her again but it was a long and what I would call a passionate kiss it led to the bedroom and when we where done we where out of breath and naked.
It was 11:00 so we decided to cuddle and watch tv which happens to be a documentary about how to survive a plane crash and what to do if you where to be stranded any where.
But one thing she did not catch was that I gave her my heart and I left the next morning with out saying goodbye and that is the thing I regret the most was not saying goodbye that day or three days ago I regret it and she did not see me for two years while I was dismembering Moriarty network. So she moved on and started shagging up with Tim? Jim? What ever his name is and he proposed and when I came back she was mad at first but before John Watson's wedding we we shagged and she got pregnant and did not realize that till after the wedding. She broke it off with him and went with me instead, this happened after getting shot by Mary.
I replay that night in my head for those two years till I was with Molly
Again I will never forget that night. I thought she never would never forget that night to but I am wrong those basters took that away from her and I.
As it got later in the day I was having a harder and harder time getting to my mind palace I have never had that problem before. It has finally taken a toll
JOHN
I look at Sherlock and I have never seen him so tired, hungry, stressed, weak and vulnerable. Oh so vulnerable he looked like a peice of him was lost, missing. He had not been doing anything he looked horrible, he had not showered or shaved or eaten not even sleeping. I did live with him for about two years and the longest he would go with out eating or sleeping was a day but he has him for six even though Molly was put in the hospital four days ago he did not sleep for two days before then.
As I walked into the waiting room I studied him for a minute his eyes where blood shot and glassy he had big black bags under his eyes and his face was sunked and stubly from not shaving. He looked as if he was on a drug bend. I walked over to him and sat next to him.
"She doesn't remember."
"She doesn't remember what?"
"She doesn't remember me. Or anyone or anything."
"Oh so you already went and talked to her? What did she say?"
"I have not seen her yet the doctors said she would not be able to remember me. And they won't let me see or talk to her. But right now that are taking some tests on her. They won't be done till tomorrow's tea time."
"Ok well for the night you need to go home rest and shower up and eat something"
"No"
He was looking down I could not see his face with his unruly curls covering it.
"No? William Sherlock Scott Holmes! I am your doctor and if you don't you will be sicker then Molly."
With that he looked at me with the most saddest face I had ever seen on that face of his a tear rolled our of his eyes in to the ground. I then realized I was not being sensitive. At all I felt like a horrible person.
"I can't go home she is everywhere I can't sleep because she will not be next to me I will not be able to hold her and smell her hair as I sleep it won't be the same."
As he spoke you could just hear the sadness. He was brawling. It took me a couple of seconds to realize he was just like me when I thought I lost him. A mindless zombie only thinking about that one person I felt bad I felt horrible I had been thinking he was fine but I never thought I would see him so human like. Is I sat there thinking of a way to help him it just "clicked"
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The World In Our Hands (Sherlolly/John Mary)
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