Title: One More, For You
Rating: T
Pairing: Sherlock/John Watson (like there could be another way of viewing this show!)
Summary: John cannot go on, not after the fall….
I have never felt this alone…
I don't want to go on…
Why couldn't he just, just not be dead….
John Watson was finding it harder and harder to face the world. He had been alone before, but never this alone. Sherlock, his flat mate, his best friend, his colleague, was gone, gone forever, and there was nothing that John could do about it.
John was there, he watched him jump from the top of St. Bart's, and there was no way of stopping him.
John will always believe in Sherlock, though few still do…
"I miss you," the voice was soft and warm.
*Gasp* John sat straight up in bed. His dream was so real, but the room was empty and cold.
John laid in bed staring at the ceiling. A tear run down face, and obnoxiously into his ear.
He sat up again. A shadow…
Therapy
John sat opposite the therapist, "I had the dream again. I could feel him near me."
"John, you have to let him go. Sherlock is gone."
Ding* John reached for his phone, the number was blocked, the message: WRONG!
John looked around the room, "Say that again."
"What is the matter?"
"SAY IT AGAIN!"
"You have to let him go. Sherlock is gone." She repeated.
Ding*: WRONG!
"I, I have to go." John jumped up, grabbing his coat and running from the room.
Where the HELL are you? -JW
There was no reply.
"Damnit!" John yelled. He yielded a taxi and returned to Baker's Street. The first time since the fall.