Spoiler alert: Study in Pink
Beta-ed: star-chan89
4th chapter in which John decides his new companion is trustworthy.
In the cab, Sherlock explained to John the path he took to deducing the things he knew about him from his phone, tan line and little scratches. It was extraordinary and amazing, and John said so out loud. He had a habit of sharing his thoughts freely; he saw no reason not to do so.
Upstairs, there was a woman on the floor, dead. Sherlock ushered him to examine and he did so reluctantly, he wasn't used to doing a criminal post-mortem. His area was gunshot wounds, mines, and torn bodies. This was almost clean in comparison, but it pained him to see a woman disposed of like that. Death never gets any easier.
Then, Sherlock was off and John was suddenly alone surrounded by people that didn't know him and in a place, he didn't belong. He was suddenly clumsy, people kept bumping into him while they moved purposefully. John felt alone and awkward; he peeled the green suit off of himself and went out looking for a sign of Sherlock. He didn't really expect him to be there, not with the way he was dashing off strong on his feet.
Detective Donovan left with a menacing warning but John was unmoved. `The was real violence in the world, we can't all run from it and hide, some of us have to fight` he thought to himself and turned, determined to overcome walking the distance to his flat.
John felt utterly unprotected when all the cameras turned away from him; he was in a blind spot. He instantly felt calm, he was in control of his own reactions, and he wasn't the one to fear the danger. Death is the one thing you have to accept when you're off to the battlefield; otherwise, you would be pretty useless.
"Do people normally assume you're the killer?" John had to ask before they went out again.
He would never think that of Sherlock, if anything, he was bluntly honest.
"Oh no, Mrs Hudson took my skull," said Sherlock and after a second of confusion John got the joke, and it was funny but he still fought to keep himself on the sane side, out of the war that the man in the warehouse had mentioned.
"And I said danger and here you are," said Sherlock with a smile and took off. John cursed under his breath and went after him. There was no point in pretending in front of someone that observant, and he did want to see the war and catch that killer. If that is crazy then he simply is insane.
So John is coming in terms with his own need to follow Sherlock wherever. Boyfriend question up next.