Sherlock's Angels
Chapter Seven: I'm Sorry
AN: So this chapter is my own and not based on the prompter even though it's set out the same as the others. So Greg and Mycroft had an argument and (unwritten) so have John and Sherlock (SPOILERS, SWEETIE!) ;) hehe. Enjoy xxxxxx
Character One: John
Character Two: Mrs Hudson
Character Three: Greg
Character Four: Irene
Character Five: Mycroft
Character Six: Sherlock
Rating: Angst
Genre: Teen-Band AU
Location: 221B Baker Street
Prompt: I'm Sorry
"Are you alright, John?" Mrs Hudson asks worriedly, noticing how quiet he's being.
"I'm fine, Mrs Hudson. Why wouldn't I be?"
"You're just being quiet, that's all."
"Oh, sorry."
"No, it's fine. I was just worried. You can talk to me, if you want." Mrs Hudson pushes gently.
"Okay, thanks." John replies, not looking in her eyes.
"You're welcome."
"Hello, Mrs Hudson."
"Oh, hello, Sherlock."
John and Sherlock exchange a glance before Sherlock walks off to set up for rehearsal.
"What's going on with you two?"
"Nothing." John snaps, before giving an apologetic look.
"Alright." Mrs Hudson replies, holding her hands up in surrender.
"Sorry. I better help set up." John replies, walking into the main room.
"John, we're going to have to talk sooner or later."
"When you apologise."
"Apologise for what?" Sherlock asks, completely oblivious.
"I don't believe you." John huffs, walking to the corner.
Irene slaps Sherlock on the arm.
"Talk to him."
"Not that it's any of your business but I tried."
"Tell him that you're sorry and you love him. And don't be so bloody proud all the time."
"But ..."
"Do you love him?"
"Of course I do."
"Then go."
"Fine."
Sherlock moves to where John is, trying not to seem too threatening.
"John, baby?" Sherlock asks, laying his hand on John's shoulder.
"What?" John asks, but doesn't pull away.
"I'm sorry. And I love you." Sherlock replies, wrapping an arm round John's shoulders and pulling him back to his chest.
"I love you too, Sherlock." John says in resolution.
"I'm a dick, aren't I?" Sherlock sounds sad.
"Course you're not, baby. I know the situation, the struggle with your emotions."
"Why do you love me?"
"Because you're special, Sherlock. You have a brilliant mind that is more beautiful than anything in this world. And I'm drawn to you too." John replies, turning to look at Sherlock.
"Don't you just want to punch me sometimes?"
"All the time." John smiles. "But then I remember how wonderful you are, baby."
"Thank you, John. And I'm sorry, I never should have complained about Mummy's rule and said I wish she'd die. It was insensitive, given the situation."
"It's fine. And we all get angry."
"I know. Do you forgive me?"
"Of course." John's face saddens at Sherlock's expression.
"Thank you, my love." Sherlock replies, hugging John tightly.
"You're welcome, sweet."
x..x
"Greg, please talk to me."
"Why?"
"Oh, bloody hell, not you two too!"
"Excuse me, Miss Adler?" Mycroft asks icily.
"Your brother and John weren't talking either."
"Yes, well ..."
"Listen, Mycroft, you don't have to like John and Sherlock doesn't have to like Greg ..."
Greg huffs in response but Irene ignores him.
"... What matters is that you two love your boyfriends very much."
"Of course we do."
"Exactly, so stop fighting."
"So what do I do?"
"Just apologise, Mycroft."
"Okay."
"Wow, he must be special. You're actually being compliant."
"Yes, well. Just this once."
And for once Mycroft smiles genuinely.
"Good boy." Irene smiles with a wink.
Mycroft ignores her comment and walks to Greg.
He grabs Greg and kisses him forcibly.
"I'm sorry, Greg. I have troubles with trust, love and my past. But I'm working on it, I promise."
"I know, Mikey. I love you."
"I love you too, baby."
"Good. Now let's finish set up."
"Of course. So are you coming to mine for Christmas?"
"Yeah, if the offer's still open." Greg asks unsurely.
"Of course it is." Mycroft smiles.
"Good. It's a date." Greg smiles sweetly.
"Good. Bring some swimming trunks." Mycroft winks.
"In winter?"
"We have a pool."
"Still, it's winter."
"Live a little." Mycroft whispers in his ear, before pulling away and winking.
"Alright." Greg sighs before smiling.
"Sherlock's staying at John's too so we'll have the house to ourselves.".
"Oh, um, cool."
"Hey, no pressure, baby."
"I know." Greg smiles reassuringly.
"Good."
x..x
"Ready guys?" Sherlock smiles, particularly looking forward to today's rehearsal.
"Ready." Mycroft replies, rolling his eyes.
"Good. Greg, I want you up front with me."
"But ..."
"You play guitar too, right?"
"Yeah, what about Anderson though?"
"He quit. Said he couldn't take 'the freaks' anymore."
"I'll kill him!" John growls, moving closer to Sherlock.
"John, it's fine. I've been wanting rid of him for a while now."
"But still ..."
"Leave it, baby." Sherlock lowers his tone softly, his hand grabbing John's.
"You sure?"
"Of course I am."
"Is that why you asked me a whole back?" Greg interrupts, finding his voice again.
"Well, obviously I wanted you to step in for Anderson but when I saw how comfortable you looked, I thought about making it permanent. I was going to ask Mrs Hudson about it."
"Oh, thanks." Greg smiles sweetly, before blushing.
"Plus I wanted two good looking guys backing me up."
Mycroft clears his throat as a warning.
"Oh, calm down, Mycroft. Is it only you who can appreciate how attractive your boyfriend is?"
"At ... Attractive?" Greg stutters, clearly not expecting Sherlock to say that.
"Of course, but be careful, Mycroft's very possessive. Catches anyone looking at you and he'll dispose of them." Sherlock smiles, letting Greg know he's joking but ut unconsciously makes him feel giddy that he means that much to him.
"Anyway, band practice." Mycroft announces, giving Sherlock a death glare.
"What about drums though?" Greg asks.
"Oh, we won't need drums for this song." Sherlock winks.
"Are we singing our song, Sherlock?" Irene gives him a wicked smile.
"Actually, I was hoping John would sing with me?"
"Mmm ... Really?" John stutters, looking utterly stunned.
"Of course." Sherlock smiled and his eyes sparkle.
"Okay. So what are we singing?"
"The one I've been playing for you for weeks."
"You mean our song?"
"Yes, my love. That one."
"That's sweet. I can't believe you want me to sing with you, Sherlock." John replies, a smile on his face and tears in his eyes.
"Can you sing and play guitar?"
"Of course I can. I'm not just a pretty face, you know." John replies with a smirk. "Ready, Greg?"
"Let's go."
"What should I do?"
"Um ... Could you back us up please, Irene." John suggests with an awkward smile.
"You got it. Sherlock, you start."
"Yes, boss." Sherlock gives her a cheeky smile.
Sherlock:
The day we met
Frozen I held my breath
Right from the start
I knew that I'd found a home for my heart...
At this line, Sherlock looks at John and smiles.
... beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
Sherlock gestures for John to come closer, John looks at Sherlock and smiles widely.
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
Sherlock smiles back at John then stands behind him, his hands on John's hips and pulling him back to his chest.
John smiles before inhaling a breath to sing.
John:
Time stands still
Beauty in all he is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this
John and Sherlock:
One step closer
John:
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
Time stands still
Beauty in all he is
I will be brave
John and Sherlock:
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
John:
Every breath
Every hour has come to this
One step closer
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid...
John and Sherlock:
.. I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
Sherlock:
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more...
John and Sherlock:
One step closer
By this point both John and Sherlock have tears in their eyes. Both are literally pouring their hearts and souls out to each other.
John and Sherlock:
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
John:
Oh, I')) love you for a thousand more.
The room falls silent for seems like forever but John and Sherlock don't care, they've just connected on a whole new level; an emotional one. Walls have been torn down just by a song and this means a new step in their relationship.
The silence is broken by Mrs Hudson clapping. Everyone turns to look at her and there are tears streaming down her cheeks.
"That was so beautiful." She replies, wiping her eyes.
"Um ... Thanks." John replies shyly.
"I think we have one of our songs for Valentine's day show."
"What? Really?" Sherlock asks, his eyes sparkling again.
"Of course, this is looking to be a good show. Sherlock and Irene and now, Sherlock and John. You're going to be amazing, guys."
"Thanks."
"What else are singing today?"
"Um ... What about some Queen? Or David Bowie? Adam Lambert?"
Irene's eyes light up at the mention of Adam Lambert.
"Adam Lambert! Please. Come on, Sherlock, you'll be amazing at his songs."
"Um, thanks."
"Adam it is then. And Queen, we have to have Queen." John replies and gives a pleading look at Sherlock.
"Okay." Sherlock smiles in response.
"Right,I'll need a list of songs, okay." Mrs Hudson adds in.
"We'll get that done later, don't worry."
"Good. Well, have a good rehearsal, I'm going to book places."
"Bye, Mrs Hudson."
"Let's go then." Sherlock smiles.
So what did everyone think. Hope you didn't mind it ending so abruptly but if I hadn't then it would have been so much longer :) xxxxxxx