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Part 14

She knew about us before she died. She said she'd leave me if we ever did anything behind her back. I know we haven't talked about this but I've made a decision.

-JW

I'd love to hear it.

-SH

When I look at you I see her. I used to look at her and see your brilliance, your cunning. Now I see her. When I see Hamish I see her eyes, her nose. It is not your fault. I do not blame you. It is not fair that she is dead and I am glad I shot that bastard. It is also unfair that I have put you through all of this. We both know how we feel. I

Incoming call.

Accept. Decline.

"John, I know that you are thinking of leaving. I have heard the hints you make to Hamish of a change. Please. I love you. I love you so much. I know you still love Mary. And that you see her every time you look at Hamish. You said I was forgiven but please. Just. Please don't leave me. I had to leave and I am so sorry I didn't tell you when I had to go. You kept me sane through every interrogation. Your voice. John I love you so much and I know that you can't stand to look at me. I couldn't live without at least saying it. I am sorry. I am so sorry. My best wasn't good enough and now-"

"Sherlock you git."

"What?"

"You are right. You are always bloody right. I can't look at you, I can't look at Hamish. It hurts Sherlock. It hurts so much. But I love you. I love you too you bloody bastard. I was going to tell you that but like always you beat me to it. Damn it Sherlock it just hurts so much."

"I know John. I know."