We Believe In Sherlock Holmes
Disclaimer: A girl can dream can't she?
Thank you to CraZyPshyChoLadY for being my beta and putting up with my awful grammar and spelling :)
Summary: John Watson realises that he is not alone in this war. His blog has inspired many and now he is about to finally understand that he is not working alone. We have joined Watson's War, We Believe in Sherlock Holmes too.
John had stopped counting the days since Sherlock had been gone, since the detective had stopped walking through the door of 221B, since the last experiment had blown up in the kitchen because it had been unsupervised for too long. However that didn't mean in the slightest that he had forgotten him.
On the 16th June, John Watson had had enough of the newspapers lies, had had enough of people giving him those 'looks' which meant that he must have been falling into insanity because he never stopped believing in his friend. John Watson was through with it. So through his grief stricken and frustrated mind he grabbed his laptop and sent out his last entry to whoever read his blog, the numbers had doubled since the…incident and he wanted, no, he needed everyone to know what he thought, the truth.
It wasn't a long entry like the things he wrote for the cases they would go on; it was only one sentence, one very powerful sentence. 'He was my best friend, and I'll always believe in him.' John couldn't write anything else, but he could only hope it was enough.
After that night things seemed different. John couldn't put his finger on how things were different, but he could feel it. It was on one of those different days he found the graffiti. 'I BELIEVE IN SHERLOCK HOLMES.' He stopped in his tracks and just stared. John let out a surprised but happy laugh and he was finally able to make his legs move again. He jogged towards the wall to get a better look at it, to make sure he wasn't imagining things but it was there, it was definitely real. He felt a little lighter that day, lighter than he had felt in a long time.
It wasn't the last time John came across something like that, day by day it seemed it was getting stronger, more people made posters, more people painted on walls, the T-Shirts, the videos, the internet pages!
John began to carry around some spray paint whenever he left the house, when he came across graffiti and the scribbles of names underneath the captions he would proudly spray his own paint underneath it.
"You do know that defacing public property is illegal?" A familiar voice spoke from behind the doctor and the doctor let out an annoyed huff.
"What if it is for a good cause?" John asked as he turned around to find Mycroft leaning on his umbrella.
"Oh I'm not going to stop you, in fact…" Mycroft strolled over and grabbed the paint off the stunned doctor and wrote his own piece of art underneath.
John felt his lips twitch up into a smile despite himself. He hadn't talked to Mycroft since he found out the he had sold out his own brother to Moriarty and he had never planned to talk to him anytime soon.
"This has turned into quite an epidemic Doctor Watson and it was all because of you." Mycroft glanced at John for his reaction.
"No, not me. It was Sherlock." John's voice faded as he said Sherlock's name.
"Oh, I beg to differ, my good doctor. I believe they have started to call themselves Watson's Warriors." Mycroft chuckled.
"You're not the only person I caught red handed either; there was also Detective Inspector Lestrade from Scotland Yard, sporting a very fashionable T-Shirt."
John chuckled.
"I never expected it to go this far, I just wanted everyone to know the truth. Sherlock wasn't a fake."
Mycroft hummed and began to walk back to the black car waiting for him on the curb.
"You will be hearing from me again John." He called back without turning around.
John rolled his eyes.
"I know."
With that last comment they both walked in opposite directions.
John spent that day just walking through London. He wished he could say he was enjoying the scenery but let's face it…London wasn't a very pretty place. He sat down on a bench in a park after a while.
His leg had begun to act up again, not as worse as it used to be, actually since he was painting the London walls with his spray paint he didn't notice the pain at all but somehow the pain would strike at the most random of times. He gritted his teeth against the pain and tried to relax his muscles. That was when he heard the conversation or rather the shouting. Honestly he wasn't being nosy, anyone within a five mile radius could have heard them.
"Megan! Come on, we have more posters to hang up!" A red head girl shouted over her shoulder.
"Alex, where did you put the flyers?" A girl with black hair asked as she cornered a young couple near a lamppost.
"They're in the bag with the wristbands!"
"Aha! Thank you!" She took out a flyer to the couple and gave it to them with an excited smile.
"Moriarty was real mate, so don't give me that look." She wagged her finger to the man who had a disbelieving frown on his face.
John froze in his spot. He was actually seeing this right in front of him, it was unbelievable. He leant forward in his seat as he watched the two girls hang up the posters and harass unsuspecting individuals who would walk through the park.
"Oi, sir!" The red head, Alex shouted, waving. John looked behind him stupidly expecting her to be speaking to someone else.
"No! You in the jumper!" She shouted again running towards him.
"You look really, really familiar." She gasped coming to a stop.
"Um, I haven't met you before in my life. Who are you exactly?" John asked interested.
"I'm Alex O'Malley, weirdo number one and that girl over there is Megan Taylor, weirdo number two. At this moment in time though we are warriors of Doctor John Watson…" She bowed but trailed off as she looked at him more closely. Her eyes widened in shock and she began to point and jump around on the spot.
"It's, it's-!
"John Watson, at your service." John smiled at the hysterical girl.
"Oh my flying monkeys! MEGAN!" She screamed to the other girl who was now shoving a flyer in an old man's face. John winced at the volume but continued to smile never the less.
"What is it?" Megan shouted back.
"It's him!" Alex shouted pointing to John while still dancing in her spot beside the blogger.
"Who?" Megan yelled confused, most likely popping the old man's ear drums.
"You know; him!" Alex explained vaguely, her voice becoming higher in pitch.
"Him?
"Doctor John bloody Watson! Get your arse over here!" Alex was finally able to get out.
John felt himself blush in embarrassment when he heard Megan's scream. She threw the flyer to the man and ran over to her friend.
So there the blogger sat with two Sherlockians, otherwise known as Watson Warriors and they explained the things they had done since they read his last blog entry.
"We've seen Sherlock Holmes in action, there was no way on earth he made up that situation just for publicity." Megan explained.
"There are loads more of us as well you know. Not just in London." Alex took out her phone and went on a site called 'tumblr'. "America, France, Poland, Netherlands, Spain, Australia-"
"You know what Alex? I think he has the idea." Megan laughed.
"The point we are trying to make Doctor Watson, is that you're not alone in this anymore. We're here fighting right along with you." Alex pointed to herself and Megan then threw her arms back in an exaggerated manner as if trying to include everyone else in the world
"Exactly. We have painted London red…literally." Megan said as she held up her own can of spray paint. Alex showed pictures of their artwork and all the places they put up the posters, their other teammates and the wristbands they had made.
"See? We believe in you, Doctor Watson. Don't let the press get you down." Alex nudged him.
John blinked away happy tears.
"Well girls, I have to say if it weren't for this…I don't know where I would be right now. Thank you." John struggled to say, he was still shocked at how wide the blog had spread. Ever since Sherlock had…left, John had felt empty, hollow. People like Alex and Megan had made him feel more alive, like there was still a reason to keep on fighting.
Both girls smiled then clicked their heels together and saluted the doctor.
"Thank you, sir!" Then as if they were talking on a telepathic link they jumped onto the doctor at the same time, shocking the doctor and making his breath come out in a huff. He awkwardly patted both girls on the back.
"Here, have one of these." Megan said as Alex shuffled through a bag of wristbands. She held one out to him, on one side it said 'MORIARTY WAS REAL'and on the other 'I BELIEVE IN SHERLOCK HOLMES.'
"Who knows? It might keep you from forgetting us and give you good luck." Alex said optimistically.
"I don't think it's even possible to forget this." John chuckled. He stood up and looked at the young girls. "Are you both going to continue doing this?"
The odd pair then clicked their heels together again and saluted John for the second time.
"Sir yes sir!" John smiled and saluted the girls then began to walk home.
He wasn't alone. He had people from other countries and even continents willing to go up against the lies and the fairy tales everyone had been saying about his best friend. Maybe there was hope after all.
The two girls continued to harass the unsuspecting people in the park.
"Moriarty was real!"
"Sherlock Holmes wasn't a fake!"
"We've joined Watson's war!" They preached together.
"Excuse me?" A deep voice asked from behind them. "Can I have a wristband?" They looked over at a man in a dark black coat and a scarf covering half his face.
"Sure mate, here, this is one of my favourites." Alex handed him a wristband with 'WATSON'S WARRIORS' and 'I BELIEVE IN JOHN WATSON.'
"It's the only one we have left. These things are disappearing by the second." Megan smiled.
"No, this is perfect. Thank you." The man with no name turned and walked off leaving the girls to carry on with their preaching.
Sherlock Holmes left the park with his new wristband which he was now wearing proudly. After all, John Watson was his blogger and he would always believe in John Watson to surprise him.
A/N: So there you have it folks. Join the movement!
#I Believe In Sherlock Holmes
#Moriarty Was Real
#Watson's Warriors
# I Believe In John Watson
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