Sherlock Holmes & The Knights Templar

Chapter 1

John, Sherlock and Mary sat silently in John’s therapist’s office. Her kind, dark eyes searched the faces of each of her clients. John and Mary looked angry, confused and tired. Sherlock’s eyes were closed and he appeared to be asleep. Everyone shifted in their chairs when the therapist finally spoke. “So, John why don’t tell me why the three of you have been ordered by the magistrate to attend counseling.”

Everyone started talking and pointing at once. The therapist sighed. “I believe that I addressed John. John?”

John shifted forward in his chair. “It all started when Mary lied about who she was. We finally got past that and then three weeks ago she tells me that she is not pregnant and never has been.”

Mary stood up. “Don’t make me the villain. I was afraid to tell you the truth, since you get so hysterical. However, after you told me about your night with Sherlock, I thought you might have developed enough courage to hear a dose of reality. Apparently I was mistaken.”

The therapist glanced at Sherlock. “Sherlock, what is your view?” Sherlock opened his eyes and drew in a deep breath. “Well, it was my first time and I must say it was quite lovely. I definitely have been missing out on something by not indulging my sexuality.”

John ran his hand over his face. “Jesus, Sherlock, don’t you ever follow a conversation?”

Sherlock shrugged. “I thought that was the most logical response.”

Mary looked at John and Sherlock and shook her head.

Three weeks previous

John dreaded the conservation he was going to have with Mary. He had to tell her he had slept with Sherlock. Mary padded into the kitchen and sat down at the table. “John, what did you want to tell me?”

John felt the pit of his stomach burning from stress. “Mary, while you were out of town, I stayed with Sherlock.”

Mary shrugged. “So, what is so different about that?”

John swallowed. “I spent the night with Sherlock and we…Um we well you know we …We…Sherlock and I slept together.”

Mary looked at John for a moment and started to laugh. “John, really and why is that not a surprise? You two have always been attached to each other. Well, fine I have something to tell you as well. John, I’m leaving you. I love you, but I’m not cut out for marriage. Mycroft offered me a job with MI 6 and I want to take it.”

John stared. “Mary, you can’t go off on some dangerous mission. You are going to have our baby. I promise I will never see Sherlock again, if that’s what it will take for you to stay.”

Mary had tears in her eyes. “John, it’s not Sherlock. I just can’t be married, I long for my old life. As far as the baby, there never was a baby. I knew you would eventually find out who I really was, so I started acting pregnant. I also knew that Sherlock would observe my symptoms and due to his massive ego I calculated that he would be the first person to point out his observations to everyone. I meant to tell you right away, but the time was never right.”

John was getting angry again. “So, Mary did you ever care for me?” His voice lost all traces of aggression. John felt so weary.

Mary walked over and hugged John. “John, I adore you. I will love you forever, but I can’t live the married life. I hate it. I am meant to be free.”

John’s chest felt tight. “God, I hope I don’t have another heart episode over this. Although it would serve you and Sherlock right if I dropped dead.”

“John, don’t talk like that.” Mary’s voice was a higher pitch than normal, which betrayed the stress she was under.

John angrily pushed away from the table. “I’m going out. Don’t wait up.”