Until the End

by DeductionWizard

Each of the characters find there's something they cannot accept or overcome and leave notes to someone significant to them as they breathe their last breaths to find peace. Triggers: mentions of drug usage and themes of suicide DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sherlock nor do I make money from this. Sherlock is the sole property of SACD and Moftiss 6/6 chapters uploaded COMPLETED

2. Mycroft's Farewell

My dear Gregory,

It has come to my attention that today is the one-year anniversary of Sherlock's second death. How fitting that it should be this day upon which his older brother who failed him in life shall now fail him in death. You see Gregory, I, unlike my brother, do not abhor relationships and love, I'm just more selective about who gets to see those sides of me. You were one exception of few and I want you to understand how much you truly meant to me. The thing is DI Lestrade, well I do love you even in death. Please understand this has nothing to do with you, in fact you could not have been more helpful to me. It was just my time I suppose. I am usually one for eloquent speeches but I find words failing me now. Please bury me in the same cemetery that we buried Sherlock in just one year ago but a few rows back from him and, if you're not opposed my love, use some of the money I set aside for this to buy yourself the grave plot next to mine. Be strong my darling. You've still got Scotland Yard to look after and you've got to keep an eye on John and Mary. Tell John there was nothing he could have done to save us Holmes brothers from our fates, we were doomed from the start. Please don't turn to drink Gregory, it will only make things worse. I love you Gregory, I do, but I've failed Sherlock so horribly that even this bitter metal barrel tastes better than the distinct flavor of the knowledge that I could have saved my baby brother. Do not look at my body Gregory. Bury me with a closed casket and say goodbye now. All of our houses are also in your name and Anthea will be there if you need anything. There's plenty of money and even some for your kids too, if you like. My brother always said I talked too much. I guess I've proved him right. Even in my last letter, I'm rambling. Maybe I'm trying to put off the inevitable but I know it will be today. Once again, be strong and always know there was nothing more you could have done. I love you Gregory Lestrade.

Love the fat, pompous British Government you came to love and marry,

Mycroft Holmes