She didn't mean to ruin love. She didn't mean to intervene with a love that was written in the stars. She didn't mean to be the unintentional catalyst in the relationship of a Sherlock Holmes and his Dr. John Watson.
At first, Mary Morstan was a simple, fine lady who didn't know a thing about reincarnation. She was a normal lady looking for a perfect husband, and she found that in Dr. Watson.
It was as perfect as it would get in the 1890's, because she'd never heard of men loving each other. Or, if she did, she tried to erase it from her mind.
She didn't mean to break his heart. But to be honest, she didn't know until her and John's wedding day, when she saw the one and only Sherlock Holmes's face fall when she and John were pronounced husband and wife.
That was the first Sherlock Holmes whose heart she'd broken. She had taken the first Watson.
Next was in the twenty first century, between a much different Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson. This time around, Mary knew she'd fall for a Watson. But she didn't want to. She'd seen one Holmes broken. She didn't want another.
But fate was a cruel thing, and just like Mary predicted, when Sherlock was supposedly dead, she ended up falling in love with John Watson. But she didn't want this. Of course, she couldn't stop herself from falling in love with him, but one Holmes was enough. Two would break her. If there was ever a third Sherlock Holmes, her soul would shatter.
It didn't matter in the end, though. Wherever there was a Sherlock Holmes, there was a Dr. John Watson, and there was a Mary Morstan. That was that. Fate was cruel.
She didn't want to ruin love. She didn't want to interfere with a love that was written in the stars. But she was the unintentional catalyst. For every action, there's an equal and opposite reaction. She was the opposite reaction. Somewhere out there, when their love was being written, there was a plan for there to be an interference with the name of Mary Morstan. She truly wished fate wasn't so cruel on the Holmeses. After all, the Dr. John Watsons never knew that their Sherlock Holmeses loved them. Mary Morstan took them away before they could deduce that much from the Holmeses.
She didn't want to be the unintentional catalyst. But she was. And as long as she existed, no Sherlock Holmes could ever have his Dr. John Watson.
I was finally able to write that after a few weeks of the idea bouncing around in my head! I honestly do not ship Holmes/Watson (from the movie), only Sherlock/John (from the TV show), but I like the idea. Hope you did, too! Please review!