The Holmes Investigations; The Ghost Of John

Beep BEEP Beep BEEP, erggggggggggggg.
"It's finally unplugged. After all these years. Oh my baby boy. My John. I'm so sorry this happened to you. "
Sherlock and Mycroft stood in the background watching tearfully. After all the trio had been through, it was all over. For better or worse. It was OVER!
Laughing tearfully Sherlock barried her head into her twins chest. It was over. All those years of work, all the pain and suffering. After Moriarty and Adler. It was done.
No more sleeples nights sitting up talking to John, no more movie nights, no more crime solving. It was done. It was hard to believe. The three had come so far over the years.
Now it what they had worked so hard for was achieved, but they had lost a key member of their group. Their John Watson. Their solider boy.