A/N Hello! This is another fanfic dedicated to my friend Dion, who over the weekend played Motormouth Maybelle and did an amazing job! So I promised I'd write her this fanfic! Enjoy and apologises if it's not good!

There's a cry in the distance, it's a voice that comes deep within

It was Johns screams that woke Sherlock. The detective ran into John's room and found him wrapped in a sheet, shaking and crying. Sherlock kneeled in front of him and cupped Johns cheek in his hand

"John, John it was a dream, calm down"

There's a cry asking why, and I pray the answer is up ahead

John tried to control his breathing but couldn't settle himself, he used his hands, showing Sherlock he couldn't gather the words to speak and then in one gasp he cried, "The screams, they won't stop"

"I know John, I know but it's over, it's stopped, it won't happen anymore"

'Cause I know where I've been

"Sherlock, it's awful"
"John you don't have to tell me, not now, you aren't ready"

"It all happened so quickly, it just" John buried his head in Sherlock's shoulder. The detective wrapped his arms around him to try and comfort him

There's a road we've been travelin', lost so many on the way

"We were on patrol" John whispered,

"Routine check, it was a quiet part and there had never been much problem there. It happened so quickly, they were there one minute and the next, they were gone, all of them, lost so many, so many innocent people"

But the riches will be plenty, worth the price we had to pay

"We lost all of them for no reason"

"You didn't John, the price is a heavy one but the reward is brilliant, you grant people freedom but to be granted such a thing, won't come easily"

"Will freedom be worth it? I couldn't live with myself knowing that I got my freedom by someone's death"

"But it is better than living in fear"

There's a dream in the future, there's a struggle we've yet to win

"But there's the dream" Sherlock continued softly, now lying in bed next to the doctor

"The dream that each one of those poor people had, that was a dream of being able to walk down the street without the fear of being attacked or killed"

"We've still to win the war"

"But think of the happiness when we do, the struggle will be over and everything will not have been in vain"

And there's pride in my heart, cause I know where I'm going yes

Sherlock rested his head on the top of Johns and sighed, closing his eyes

"And yet Sherlock, in all of this, there's pride in my heart"

"Why John?"

"Because I know what I've done and I know that I've helped all I could and I know where I'm going"

I know where I've been

"You should be proud of that" Sherlock replied kindly

"But the things I've seen, they will stay with me forever won't they?" Sherlock nodded sadly, knowing words couldn't reassure the doctor, knowing where he has been and what he has seen, he knew it'd take a lot to reassure him.