The next two weeks went slowly for John Watson. He was convinced that his best friend Sherlock was dead, he had seen his body fall and the image played over and over in his mind. John started going to his therapist again, she was pleased that John had admitted Sherlock was dead but John still didn't believe that Bethany was dead. Her body was never found, she just disappeared but her files say dead. John's therapist said that he's in denial but he isn't. No, he's very right.

Bethany contemplated leaving the country but about a week after the fall she found out that the one night she and Sherlock had together made her pregnant. She called her cousin Mary Morstan and moved into a small London apartment with her. Bethany cut her hair and changed her last name back to Porter. It made Bethany slightly disappointed because her initials spelt BOOP instead of BOOM.
Mrs Hudson spent a lot of the time crying, everyone was crying for a while. Sherlock cried sometimes too, turns out he did make a plan with his homeless network to keep him alive. Sherlock had heard the gunshots from the top of St Barts hospital when he fell, he cried for Bethany. In fact, straight after her funeral when everyone had cleared off he sat back to back with her grave. He spent about an hour talking to nothing before he stopped silently crying to himself.

He was on a flight to America now, he needed to break up Jim's network so he wasn't still guilty for every crime in London for the past two years. Mycroft had insisted that Sherlock wasn't ready to be back out but Sherlock shook off the sad feelings that still hung around in his head and left anyway.

About 6 months after the final problem, Mary Morstan was out with some other friends when she met a man called John Watson. They dated for a few weeks and eventually Mary re-introduced John and Bethany. The reunion was pretty awkward but they got used to being around each other again because another 6 months later John had moved in with the two girls.

The streets of London were back to normal now. No Sherlock Holmes deducing everyone he passed and no James Moriarty wreaking havoc. The biggest crimes committed re by the drug addicts selling cocaine in alley ways and Scotland yard are back to not knowing anything about any criminals. Turns out after all those years of being around Sherlock they hadn't learned anything. In the last few minutes on the roof top Jim and Bethany had decided to shoot the security cameras on either side of them and go their separate ways. Jim promised not to bother London again but they both knew that his words weren't quiet true.

Bethany gave birth to a little girl, she gave the child her father's last name and named her Adeline Holmes, Bethany had gotten sentimental over her previous name. She still met up with Mycroft every now and then, Mycroft said nothing about Sherlock still being alive. He sometimes regretted not telling her the truth but he promised his baby brother he wouldn't say anything.
After a year and a bit of Sherlock being away Mycroft finally tracked him down and told him he had a child. Sherlock never replied.

Authors note: That's it, that's the end. Since about another 150 people read the last chapter but only one person reviewed I've decided not to write a sequel. If I do get more reviews asking for a sequel it'll probably be about Adeline Holmes. Thank you so much for reading.