Hello everyone! The "Polly and Moby" story will be coming soon, but it's quite a bit longer than usual and it's taking longer to finish. Thank you all for the ideas, I have gotten some absolutely brilliant ones from a lot of people. This suggestion came from the lovely imSiriuslyLupin4you, thank you so much! Fluffiness and johnlock, you have been warned.
Disclaimer: I own Petri, but not the wonderful world of BBC Sherlock... :(
Sherlock had helped John a lot. He had fixed his psychosomatic limp, cured his loneliness, given him a best friend, and given him a life of adventure that no one else could offer. The one thing that Sherlock couldn't fix, however, was the nightmares. John still had them, although less often than before. John didn't realize it, but this haunted Sherlock to no end. It killed him to hear John's suffering and not know what to do.
Fortunately, the newest addition to 221B did. Petri was sleeping comfortably on Sherlock's bed while the detective worked on his laptop, purring happily. Suddenly, they heard a shout coming from upstairs.
Petri turned to look at Sherlock, meowing out a question. "John still has PTSD… He gets nightmares, sometimes. It'll be over in four minutes and twenty-seven seconds, approximately. We just have to sit it out." Sherlock tried to sound annoyed, but his voice caught. Petri licked the detective's hand before climbing back down the bed, strutting determinedly towards the stairs. Sherlock watched, contemplating following the kitten. He had watched John during one of his nightmares before, and had no desire to feel that sharp pain in his chest again. However, he was curious, and it would be a good experiment to see Petri's reaction to seeing what the kitten thought of as his mother in pain.
Sherlock caught up to the kitten easily, as Petri was still trying to climb up the stairs. He picked Petri up and carried him the rest of the way, ignoring Petri's agitated meows. Very quietly, he opened the door to John's room and felt his heart stop once again. His poor John was sweating, and had managed to kick off all of the sheets and was thrashing around the bed in obvious pain. Sherlock placed Petri on the ground, and leaned against the wall, turning away from his friend. He had always been afraid of waking him, because the shock might make his friend jump even more or fall off the bed.
Petri meowed even louder, running to the bed and climbing up it at lightning speed. John had stilled for the moment, and Petri took the moment to dash towards the doctor. Petri batted at John's face, meowing louder and louder. When that didn't work, the kitten started licking his friend's face, meowing in between licks. Finally, John's eyes shot open, looking into the blue eyes of his tiny kitten. He propped himself up on his elbows, taking his entire room in. By this time, Sherlock had left, rubbing his eyes furiously and walking downstairs to play his violin.
John looked back at Petri, petting his black fur and pulling him closer. "Thank you, Petri." The kitten started to purr, and the feel of his breathing relaxed John's own. Slowly, he fell back asleep, and stayed that way while Sherlock came back upstairs to check on him, nodding his thanks to Petri as he patted John's hair.
From that day on, whenever John had a nightmare Sherlock would take Petri upstairs, and the kitten would wake the doctor up. It wasn't until months later that Sherlock stayed with Petri, watching the doctor wake up silently. He was surprised when he found John's arms wrapped around him in a hug. "It's alright, John. It's okay now," he said quietly, expecting John to let him go when he was fully awake. That wasn't the case, however, and Sherlock sat down on the bed, holding onto John as he fell back asleep. Petri watched happily, purring as he snuggled between the two.
Ta-da! Please review, alert, favorite, and thanks a billion to the people who already have! Still Coming Up: Sherly has separation issues...Awww...(Part of "Polly and Moby") I love you like John loves tea!