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"When we met Moriarty, I knew something was different.
This guy was out to get you. I don't know if you saw it coming,
but I didn't and now I miss you. And I won't forget you, Sherlock.
I believe in Sherlock Holmes, I believe in Sherlock Holmes.
I believe in Sherlock Holmes, just one more miracle, please."
John looks intently at the grave before him, his reflection shining back at him in the black exterior.
Mary takes his hand and he squeezes it back as a soothing mechanism, leaning into her presence to prove himself that she's really there.
He's used to it by now. Of course he is. He's come to Sherlock's grave so many times that he knows everything about it. How many steps it is from the entrance way to Sherlock's tombstone. Approximately how many flowers can fit without looking overcrowded. The brand of cleaning solution that cleans off the dirt and grime that accumulates sometimes.
But it's different with Mary.
He feels like he's betraying some part of Mary by going to visit Sherlock's grave. Mary was the person that he had turned towards when he had no one. She had, by all means, been a replacement. That didn't mean that he didn't love her. He did, he really did. But it had been different in the beginning; she'd been a distraction and then he had fallen in love. So, it feels a bit strange when he visits with Sherlock when Mary's with him.
She's so good about him. She had taken on everything with a sympathetic expression and held him while he cried when he related the story to her one evening. She believed in Sherlock without even knowing the man and it made John's heart ache with how simply perfect this woman was.
She refused to let his memory die. And she took his hand and helped to guide him through the mass of people who thought Sherlock was a liar, whispering encouragement along the way.
John wants to spend the rest of his life with this woman.
Sherlock would hate the sentiment.
John, like any other man, had had hopes for a family. He just thought that he would never be able to obtain it... Sherlock's lifestyle had never been particularly suitable for John to settle down and Sherlock's lifestyle had been his lifestyle. Not that he would change his past for anything, not at all... but he enjoys this, too.
It isn't bombs and it isn't serial killers, but it's love. It's peace. Different than the type with Sherlock and it's the best thing he can have right now.
It's the only thing he wishes for... a long and happy life with Mary.
Asides from, of course, having his best friend back.
But life with Mary seems pretty good, too and, unlike Sherlock, is completely obtainable in the present.
"One more thing, just one more miracle for me.
Stop being dead, now just stop this all.
One more thing, just one more miracle for me.
Come back now; I need you back where you belong..."
Song: I Believe in Sherlock Holmes by Vatican Cameos (Rikki Oden).
Disclaimer: I do not own the song or Sherlock.
Personally, I like John and Mary. I never thought I would but from what I've seen in previews, I absolutely adore her. Martin and Amanda are adorable.