Sherlock's Nonexistent Heart
Chapter III: The End...
A/N: This is the final chapter to Sherlock's Nonexistent Heart and as we all know he really does have one, a warning it's a little angst-y. I hope you enjoy
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A decade had come and gone, once young men are now older gentlemen.
But do you really think that changed them in the slightest? They still solved case, they still couldn't get Sherlock to eat anything while working on a case, and they still lived in the places they did when they were young.
But many things had also changed mainly with Sarah, she had became very ill and John being the doctor that he was made her go get a check up, it was cancer. Sarah died one week after she was diagnosed John and Sarah had been married five years at the time of her death.
Sherlock was the first person John rang and spoke to after she died, he asked if he could move back to 221b Baker Street because he couldn't handle being in the house that he and Sarah had built together. Sherlock told him of course he could move back in (Sherlock hadn't be up to his room since John moved out).
John arrived a few hours after their conversation with a handful of his belongings, Sherlock couldn't handle seeing John so broken so he made a 'believable' excuse ("We need some milk I'll go get some from the store") and went straight to Lestrade's. Sherlock debated for a few minutes before climbing into bed with the man who helped him escape from all the pain that love caused him.
Lestrade thought he was having a very pleasant dream with the warmth from another body besides him and something very large digging into his back...
He nearly had a heart attack when he woke to find a real life Sherlock snuggling up to him with a hard on, definitely not a dream. Sherlock of course left when Lestrade had his back turned, walking back to baker street (without milk) Sherlock reflected on his life wondering how his life had became to loving a man who didn't love him and taking comfort in a man that loved him. But that was what Sherlock's life had come to and that is how he lived year after year.
Things had become a little better for Sherlock now that John was back home at Baker Street but he could still tell that John wished to be with her instead of with him, he had also went to Lestrade's less and less over the years.
Sherlock went without going to his place for six months but that made him realise that he missed being there. Sherlock decided that life and feelings were too complicated and he didn't need those feelings anymore, he played violin for a marathon six hours to try and figure it all out, it didn't work and he was still as confused as ever which made him throw a massive tantrum and his violin out the window to bad the window was shut at the time...
He spent the entire day freezing waiting for John to get home so he could give him a phone (He might have throw his phone out the window also, it was a gift from Mycroft!) so he could get someone around to fix the window, John wasn't too impressed when he got home, ah the joys of living with Sherlock but that's the life they lived and he accepted it.
Then one day everything changed.
Sherlock had spent the entire day at the hospital waiting for news on the condition of John Watson. Earlier that day, John had been yelling at Sherlock for using all the milk and not buying any more, John then stoped suddenly and looked at Sherlock he gripped his chest and fell to the ground. And Sherlock had been at the hospital ever since waiting...
After waiting for five hours Sherlock was able to finally able to see John. Sherlock walked onto the hospital room and up to John.
"There's something I need to tell you, and I feel now is the right moment to tell you." Sherlock took John's hand into his own "this might come as a shock to you but I realised shortly after our first encounter with Moriarty that I do have a heart and I gave it to you." A tear ran down Sherlock's face as he looked into the dead eyes of the man he loved.
Sherlock went to Lestrade's that night... he hasn't left since.
A/N: Well that's it this didn't turn out at all what I expected, Lestrade wasn't meant to be in this story at all and he turned out more of a main character than John! Oh well the joys of writing fanfiction I guess.
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