Chapter 1: Childhood Truths


John was bored and for a moment was tempted to use Sherlock's pistol to fire at the wall but managed to hold himself back,

"What you working on Sherlock?" he asked after a moment,

"Micro specimens left on the rim of beer glasses after being washed" the detective replied in a simple mumble causing John to roll his eyes,

"Fascinating" he replied sarcastically,

"Any good case offers?" John proceeded,

"Only a mixture of threes and twos" Sherlock replied and John groaned,

"So basically we're in the middle of a heat wave and we're stuck inside with nothing to do" John moaned,

"Speak for yourself, doctor. I am occupying myself with a rather fascinating experiment and I plan to continue to do so once you cease in you infernal prattering" Sherlock said firmly with a warning look and John rolled his eyes once more,

"It was on days like this when I was younger that my dad would get my bike out the garage and I'd go riding down a giant hill pretending I was a knight on a noble steed" John said with a chuckle but Sherlock didn't reply and John looked at him,

"What would you and Mycroft do as kids? You know, for fun?" he asked curiously but Sherlock didn't look up from his Microscope,

"Mycroft found pleasure in the works of Shakespeare whilst I buried myself in books of science" he replied and John raised an eyebrow,

"You never played any games?" he asked and Sherlock looked up slightly but didn't meet John's gaze,

"After... After Red Beard went missing... There didn't seem any logic in playing games" Sherlock murmured and John saw the sadness trying to hide in the detective's expression,

"Sorry, mate. I didn't think... Did you have any other friends after Red Beard?" he asked carefully and Sherlock slowly shook his head,

"My parents tried but... The thought of Eurus hurting any other person because of myself... It was too much to bare" Sherlock explained and John knew that asking any more would be in vain as Sherlock revealing something of his childhood was a very rare thing indeed,

"Tell you what why don't I go the pub round the corner and ask to borrow some of their glasses for your experiment?" John proposed and watched as Sherlock nodded,

"Indeed, that would be most helpful. Thank you, John" he said and John nodded before grabbing his coat and headed out.


Sherlock stood after hearing the front door close and approached the fireplace before removing the mirror that hung above it to reveal a wall safe; The existence of which was only known to Sherlock himself and he twisted the dial before pulling the safes' door open and removed an aged piece of paper from amongst two old science books and the detective sat down in his chair, unfolded the paper to reveal a child's drawing and proceeded to close his eyes slowly as he reminisced to the moment he had drawn it.


Eurus looked upon a young Sherlock with a cold expression,

"You will never find Red Beard and any other friend's you make. I'll make them vanish too" The youngest Holmes vowed before running out of the study and a young Sherlock hugged his legs close before noticing the paper on his father's desk and he approached it hesitantly, retrieving a piece before leaning it on the floor and he retrieved some crayons from his pocket,

"I'll make a friend that Eurus can't hurt or make vanish" he said to himself with a timid smile,

"You'll be my secret. Not even mummy or daddy will know about you and that way you'll always be safe" he promised as he drew two figures side by side; One being himself and the other being the friend he was slowly bringing to life,

"You'll be my best friend and I'll be yours and we'll always be together to take care of each other" he said with a smile as he finished and tilted his head in confusion,

"You need a name" he noted before thinking and smiled brightly before using his crayon to write a name below the figure.


"Molly" Sherlock murmured before slowly folding the piece of paper back up and returned it to the safe and placed the mirror back to its original place before John returned.


Awwwwwww Sherlock had a childhood imaginary friend but does she still exist in his adulthood? Find out in the next chapter! REVIEW!

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