A New Puzzle
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my O.C, Sherlock is that of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, and BBC Sherlock Creators.
~~~Rashelle POV: ~~~
~~~A TWO WEEKS AFTER LEAVING LONDON~~~
I guess I should have known that once he was away from the city that he would try and escape, that was the reason that I told Irene to take him to the island, he was still weak, so he didn't really harm Irene or Kate in any way, but he took the plane as I knew he would, then crashed it, and then he contacted Sebastian, which he meet with me.
"Hello dear, I do believe that our dear Sebastian is looked up, because Mycroft got to him first, but I think I can help you a little, of course you will have to help me a bit." I told Moriarty, as we had reconnected again.
"What do you want in order to get Sebastian out." He said not too pleased that I had him and not the other way around.
"Simple, you know that Sherlock is alive trying to find Sebastian, I haven't told him that his dear brother has him, and he doesn't know your alive, but I would like you to tell Sebastian to forget about John, and everyone else targeted that knew Sherlock, you won't harm them in any way, if you do I will kill you, oh and by the way, your company has shrunk, to three main webs. The one in Germany, Switzerland, and the main office here in London, I have been helping out, but our prices have gone up, and we still got payers." I said and then he was silent, I could here he was angry, but then he let out a resigned sigh, and then he calmed himself down.
"Fine, get me Sebastian, I will stop terror on your love ones that are with or around Sherlock, oh and I am terribly sorry about your look alike, she went up in flames, I just thought you should know." He said as if that would shock me.
"Sorry, I really don't care, please try again, besides she is not my look alike she is my sister, and you just got yourself a big surprise, didn't you, besides like you I knew what you were going to do before you even did it, that's why I had you moved, and I told her she would have thirty seconds before the bomb went off and to get out of there. She is safe, but either way I would not have cared, see unlike you I never get bored, I don't ever feel love, or any emotions for that matter, I really did fool you didn't I, guess you just never expect anything new did you? Well good luck with that 'partner'" I told him before I hung up the phone.
He was still weak but I would give him time to heal, and then I would have to call Mycroft tell him everything, but first I would call Sherlock, and get him to come home and face John, now that things were safe for all.
Decisions, decisions what am I going to do first off, many things, now that the story is more interesting.
~~~ Two Weeks Earlier~~~
"Hey John wake up, its time to eat and go to work," I told John it was still stressful for him, but he was better now. I guess he always saw me as a reminder that he might live one, and I tried to take him on the cases often, but he hardly had the energy he was about two stones lighter, and it seemed to be for lack of food.
"I am not hungry, and I have the day off," he said, then he wrapped himself in the blanket more tightly, of course I had a method of getting him out of bed but I really didn't want to do that, for fear that Mrs. Hudson would over see it again.
But I had no choice he needed food.
"Fine, you leave me no choice," I grumbled, I unzipped my dress and then I slipped off my heels, and then I climbed in bed with him.
"Dame it sher… I mean… Er... sorry ..habit I guess. Sorry Rashelle," he said, and then I knew. I hugged him and then he started to sob, no tears streamed, just sobbing, he just remembered it was like this every Sunday, and then we would go to the cemetery together this time, because he told him everything and then I would listen, and then I would tell John what he wanted to hear, and once it almost slipped, that miracles take time and effort, but I phrased it to sound like there is hope.
"Let it out John its alright, I am here, no one knows you're here besides me." That's when I got an idea, I continued saying, "I have an idea, get your vacation for three days, and then pack a suite case with the necessities.
"Why how long?" he said, and then I though about it.
"Just two weeks, no worries, we will be back before they are up, but you need a vacation from this place, but don't tell Mycroft, we are leaving before he knows it," I told him.
Three hours later I gave Mrs. Hudson the rent early, and told her to stock the fridge after a week and three days. Then we waved goodbye.
We were in the air after a few minutes, and we relaxed as we waited to get to our destination.
~~~ A Few Hours Later~~
We arrived in New York city, and I knew that our flight was not until tomorrow, John was surprised, but not as surprised as he saw who was waiting for us in the lobby.
"Irene Adler? Seriously we came here to all the places in the world, and this is where she has been all this time?" he said in an astonished voice.
"I take it you know each other, but that's beside the point, I think that she or rather her partner would need your help, we prefer no hospitals, but after that we are moving on, this is just a detour, until our flight is back, and I do need to check on a certain person, Miss Harper, how is she dear Irene?" I told Irene and she just lead us to the car.
"She is fine, but she does miss her dear friend, she will be glad to see her, as well Kate has still not recovered very well and it has been two weeks and yet miss Harper can do so much." Irene said as we headed to her pent house in the upper east side.
We got to her pent house and then we saw Kate in the bed, laying with her eyes closed and breathing shallowly.
"She was hit most by the fumes, and then there was this mist that emanated from the location of the bomb and since I was in the water still underneath she inhaled more then I did, and a shared of metal went in to her forearm, and we took it out." She said, as she sat down next to Kate.
Then I got a call, and it was from Mycroft, it was pretty late for him to call, even if it was a five-hour difference.
I answered the call.
"Hello?" I answered with, and he took a deep breath seeing as it annoyed him when I answered like that when I knew who it was.
"Where are you? Mrs. Hudson told me your going to be gone for two weeks, Lestrade went to see if you could work a case then told me that John and you were missing. I though something bad happened, where are you?" he said trying to get the answer but not doing a good job of it.
"I am at a friends house, John needed to get out of the city, and I thought it would be good for him, besides we wont be long, we both needed a break but I'll contact Lestrade and tell him to give me the specifics, but I will talk to you soon." I told him seeing as he would trace the call, but it would take him a few good tries to locate me seeing as I was also good with electronics, all from living with a criminal mastermind, and bouncing call between several countries and cities would be good.
John checked on Kate, and then told me what he needed, and I went over to check on my dear friend, Mary Harper.
I got to the morgue station and was already on my way, when she came running, out, I had decided to take John with me. She ran and hugged me once she was close enough, then she looked at John thinking it was probably Mycroft.
"So is this Mycroft, your husband? He seemed taller, and more authoritative, when you described him, he looks more like a partner to a mastermind then anything," she said, she read to many novels and she identified people as it were in a book; protagonist, antagonist, villain, and sidekick, and random characters.
"No this is Dr. Watson, he is here to request well on my behalf some medicine for a friend, but as you know she cant come to a hospital because my dear sister and her partner are still under protection," I told her, and she seemed to understand.
I told her about the plan about Sherlock faking his death; she was the one who had helped me with getting a body similar to Sherlock's. The body was also a jumper and the family was well compensated for the closed casket ceremony.
"Ah he is the one you told me about, yes I am sorry and I know that no words can make it hurt less, " she told him, and I saw him flinch a little but then he recovered and smiled at her and they shook hands.
We got what we needed and then I put John in a cab and he was off to cure Kate, and I was left to talk to Mary alone. She was working on a body, and she seemed in a talkative mood, so I let her.
"How do you think he will take the news of Sherlock being alive?" she asked after I recovered from shock that she new how deep he cared for the man.
"I really don't know, the doctor surprises me a lot, sometimes I have to do very extreme things just to get a reaction I want, but then he accepts it easily, and he still hurts for him, but he got better, as I said things do get better." I told her, for she had lost her boyfriend in a subway accident.
"Yes I know you seem to have that effect on people, to cure or make them heal faster, I saw that he looked better then when you described him." She said and I agreed with her.
"Mary?" I asked
"Yes?" she answered.
"I think I will need another body soon, well more like a few months," I told her, seeing as there was only two of three ways to set myself free, and those who I cared for free as well.
"For who this time?" she asked as if it was the most normal thing I had asked.
"This time for myself, I do believe I am going to die. This time I wont be going back to London if I can help it," I told her, that made her stop working and she knew what my plan was going to be.
We talked more, and then we chatted about the most random things she said, and then she discussed new music that she had become to like, and she told me that before I was gone, that she would like to see London, and I told her she was invited for a Christmas party, all things paid.
She seemed very happy at that though, for she had no family to see, and she and I were more close then that of my real sister, besides I cant really take Irene back to London she would be shot at by Sebastian, or worse Moriarty if he was feeling better, but it would take time. I also wanted her to meet Molly they were similar in many ways but different and they can learn from each other.
Time flew by fast with Mary and it was comforting that we still talked with ease. It was just after two in the morning, time went flying when we talked, and then we shared a cab, and I asked to take her first, seeing as there was something off about this man.
I was right, he was the one, the police were trying to bring to justice after he began to kill random people who got in his cab, almost reminded me of Sherlock's and John's first case, and this one other case I read about long ago.
Of course he didn't realized who I was, and I acted along, as a scared victim, role playing always got messy but it was very much fun.
"Now get on the floor, and take that jacket off," he said pointing a gun at me we were in an alley, and I could see many possibilities to get out without harming him, but seeing as how easily Mary would have gotten killed had I not been there, really made me think it through. I was glad though that she was not here to witness this.
He came close, and then with his free hand grabbed a bunch of my hair and pulled, making me really angry and now he had me standing up, he started to forcefully kiss me, and that was when I had enough, I was really angry, and he ignored the signs that said a predator was around. He was a cabbie and knew that hardly anyone came through the alley ways.
I saw the hairs on his neck rise as my anger rose, and then I swiped my leg under him and he fell on his back, the wind knocked out of him, and then he stare at me wide eyes, pleading.
He was on the other side of the fence now, I had him where I wanted him, I placed a shy kiss to his lips and I could tell that his lips pulled to a tiny smiled, and then I injected him with the injection I swiped, it was just enough to make him go under for at least a few good hours, until I checked out the warehouse he had in mind, and before I noticed I heard a young womans voice calling for help, and that was all I needed, and I called the police and they could handle a trace, and get here at the time needed to save the woman.
I walked home with my jacket in hand, and I noticed then I was bleeding from my right cheek, I guess he did get a swiped at me.
As I got in they all stared at me, John had a face of horror as he saw the state I was in, and then checked to see how bad my check was.
He cleaned it said it didn't need stitches or that it would cause a scar, and I was grateful.
"You went on the tube like that?" he asked, as we were seated in the living room, and Irene was with Kate who apparently was looking much better.
"Yes they don't really care how you look so long as you don't have a bomb, and a taxi I would rather avoid which is why you better sleep good seeing as our flight leaves later at six in the afternoon." I told him as he finished cleaning my wound.
"Do you mind telling me what you did that got you this way, all dirty and with a bruising hurt cheek?" he asked with real concern in his eyes.
"Oh well you know killers are everywhere, and I happened to stumble upon one on my way here," I said, I was going to continue when Irene came rushing in and turned the tely on.
"I guess we can see what she did already," she said, as we watched the news broadcasting, the man still unconscious and the police scrambling to get about three very thin, food deprived, women out of the factory.
"The police are very grateful for the person who called the police, but they are perplexed as to who had done it and not stayed seeing as they were witness to this, some are also saying that the one to call could have been the partner, but the women are all saying that it was just this taxi cab killer all long and alone, no one else. He usually drugged them but not before telling them to strip and kneel on the ground, and then he would rape them, and hang them here on the factory, then he would starve them until they died. The police are at a loss saying that the man is not dead just drugged, they are trying to find out what type of drug but it will take sometime, this is Nina Anderson, reporting to you live, from the ally way of New York." The report ended on the way the investigation was going to be handled, that was my cue to call in a favor to the U.S. government seeing as they owed me one, and this was just a tiny case compared to the one I did them.
"You did all that? You let yourself be touch by that monster!" John said, now yelling, he was worried I could tell but I guess it was a bad thing to do.
"Sorry John I had to he could have easily killed my friend had I not been there, and I was a bit bored, and I needed him to take me to his hid out before he got away, besides I didn't get molested if that's what your worried about, he was a pity criminal, I've dealt with worse, and I am still here," I said trying to be as reasonable as I could.
"Yes but sometimes there are mistakes, and even the great one fall hard," he said ending in a whisper.
"I am sorry for scaring you, I really am, next time I will do it without any complications, just a swift one, and I wont go looking for it either." I said, then I pulled him in to a hug, and I directed him to the guest room so he could sleep seeing as he needed it.
"There is no other room, and this bed is pretty big, we could shared the bed, besides I would like some company," he said, I was going to refuse because I was not feeling sleepy, just tired, but I owed him for scaring him, and I nodded, but I told him that I would shower first, and he nodded.
After the shower, I had put on my new jumper, and I went in with the boxers, that Mary had given me. I was already relaxing, when I felt an arm drape over me and I felt Johns sleeping body curl against mine, and then I relaxed because he was asleep, and then I drifted to unconsciousness.
It was probably after seven in the morning, when I finally woke up refreshed, John was still asleep but curled up on the other side of the bed, and then I had put on my shoes, and I went out to the living room, and then to the kitchen and started breakfast.
There was imported tea, and coffee, which I made a cup, then I made Benedict eggs, and then some French toast. I was a bit startled when I saw John standing on the kitchen entry way, it was hard to scare me, but he manage it, and could not hid his amusement.
"What are you doing?" he asked, and I just looked at him, surely he was not that stupid.
"Making breakfast, want some? Coffee or tea?" I asked.
"Coffee, I feel I might need it today, and yes some breakfast sounds good, I recall that I am staving," he said.
"Good cause I was not asking, if you had said you were not hungry I was going to force it down your threat," and at that he shivered a little and sat down in the dining table.
I took some food to Irene's and Kate's room, and then I went to join John.
"Why are you starving like you said, all of a sudden? And you didn't have any nightmares from the sleep I had, and the look on your eyes," I said, very curious at the prospect that he might be healing after all.
"Your right, I don't know I guess leaving England even if it was for the short time, I felt like I could breath, and you actually made everything simple for me, you never pressured me or told me empty words, I guess I felt better with you, and you let me mourn, and I guess last nights scare really had me worry, and it awoke my appetite, I guess one tragedy puts it to sleep, and I guess an almost one reawakens it," he said laughing a bit, and to be honest I was not sure if to be relived or worried, but I was sure not going to call his therapist, and tell her this, she was easily trusting with strangers, and I had him stop going, he was grateful and I was glad he didn't object.
We went sight seeing as we left Irene and Kate alone to enjoy themselves, and then we had lunch, after that we went shopping, to make John more American, and I went to buy a new coat seeing as I was burning the one from last night, and then there was a trigger, a man with a head of curls walked by his face out of sight, the hight was off but he was almost identical, and then John turned around, his eyes were a bit glazed but then he said he would like the dark blue scarf as well.
We finished and got back around four, we packed and got packing, and this time we were driven by both women, and went to say a goodbye to Mary, and she seemed sad that it was a very short visit. But then we promised we would see each other soon, and to tell Jeremy to behave, he was the intern that she took under her wings, and the only other that knew what they both did for me, just as Molly did for Sherlock.
We said our farewells, and then we were off, to another place I called home, weather just like England's, gloomy, and everything but without the people in it, the ones that cared too much that they didn't even realized that they were killing you softly.
~~~ Two Weeks Earlier~~~
"Hey John wake up, it's time to eat and go to work," I told John it was still stressful for him, but he was better now. I guess he always saw me as a reminder that he might live one, and I tried to take him on the cases often, but he hardly had the energy he was about two stones lighter, and it seemed to be for lack of food.
"I am not hungry, and I have the day off," he said, then he wrapped himself in the blanket more tightly, of course I had a method of getting him out of bed but I really didn't want to do that, for fear that Mrs. Hudson would over see it again.
But I had no choice he needed food.
"Fine, you leave me no choice," I grumbled, I unzipped my dress and then I slipped off my heels, and then I climbed in bed with him.
"Dame it sher… I mean… er… Sorry…Habit I guess. Sorry Rashelle," he said, and then I knew. I hugged him and then he started to sob, no tears streamed, just sobbing, he just remembered it was like this every Sunday, and then we would go to the cemetery together this time, because he told him everything and then I would listen, and then I would tell John what he wanted to hear, and once it almost slipped, that miracles take time and effort, but I phrased it to sound like there is hope.
"Let it out John it's alright, I am here; no one knows you're here besides me." That's when I got an idea, I continued saying, "I have an idea, get your vacation for three days, and then pack a suite case with the necessities.
"Why how long?" he said, and then I thought about it.
"Just two weeks, no worries, we will be back before they are up, but you need a vacation from this place, but don't tell Mycroft, we are leaving before he knows it," I told him.
Three hours later I gave Mrs. Hudson the rent early, and told her to stock the fridge after a week and three days. Then we waved goodbye.
We were in the air after a few minutes, and we relaxed as we waited to get to our destination.
~~~ A Few Hours Later~~
We arrived in New York City, and I knew that our flight was not until tomorrow; John was surprised, but not as surprised as he saw who was waiting for us in the lobby.
"Irene Adler? Seriously we came here to all the places in the world, and this is where she has been all this time?" he said in an astonished voice.
"I take it you know each other, but that's beside the point, I think that she or rather her partner would need your help, we prefer no hospitals, but after that we are moving on, this is just a detour, until our flight is back, and I do need to check on a certain person, Miss Harper, how is she dear Irene?" I told Irene and she just lead us to the car.
"She is fine, but she does miss her dear friend, she will be glad to see her, as well Kate has still not recovered very well and it has been two weeks and yet Miss Harper can do so much." Irene said as we headed to her pent house in the Upper East Side.
We got to her pent house and then we saw Kate in the bed, lying with her eyes closed and breathing shallowly.
"She was hit most by the fumes, and then there was this mist that emitted from the location of the bomb and since I was in the water still underneath she inhaled more than I did, and a shared of metal went in to her forearm, and we took it out." She said, as she sat down next to Kate.
Then I got a call, and it was from Mycroft, it was pretty late for him to call, even if it was a five-hour difference.
I answered the call.
"Hello?" I answered with, and he took a deep breath seeing as it annoyed him when I answered like that when I knew who it was.
"Where are you? Mrs. Hudson told me you're going to be gone for two weeks, Lestrade went to see if you could work a case then told me that John and you were missing. I thought something bad happened, where are you?" he said trying to get the answer but not doing a good job of it.
"I am at a friend's house, John needed to get out of the city, and I thought it would be good for him, besides we won't be long, we both needed a break but I'll contact Lestrade and tell him to give me the specifics, but I will talk to you soon." I told him seeing as he would trace the call, but it would take him a few good tries to locate me seeing as I was also good with electronics, all from living with a criminal mastermind, and bouncing call between several countries and cities would be good.
John checked on Kate, and then told me what he needed, and I went over to check on my dear friend, Mary Harper.
I got to the morgue station and was already on my way, when she came running, out, I had decided to take John with me. She ran and hugged me once she was close enough, then she looked at John thinking it was probably Mycroft.
"So is this Mycroft, your husband? He seemed taller, and more authoritative, when you described him, he looks more like a partner to a mastermind then anything," she said, she read to many novels and she identified people as it were in a book; protagonist, antagonist, villain, and sidekick, and random characters.
"No this is Dr. Watson, he is here to request well on my behalf some medicines for a friend, but as you know she can't come to a hospital because my dear sister and her partner are still under protection," I told her, and she seemed to understand.
I told her about the plan about Sherlock faking his death; she was the one who had helped me with getting a body similar to Sherlock's. The body was also a jumper and the family was well compensated for the closed casket ceremony.
"Ah he is the one you told me about, yes I am sorry and I know that no words can make it hurt less, " she told him, and I saw him flinch a little but then he recovered and smiled at her and they shook hands.
We got what we needed and then I put John in a cab and he was off to cure Kate, and I was left to talk to Mary alone. She was working on a body, and she seemed in a talkative mood, so I let her.
"How do you think he will take the news of Sherlock being alive?" she asked after I recovered from shock that she knew how deep he cared for the man.
"I really don't know, the doctor surprises me a lot, sometimes I have to do very extreme things just to get a reaction I want, but then he accepts it easily, and he still hurts for him, but he got better, as I said things do get better." I told her, for she had lost her boyfriend in a subway accident
"Yes I know you seem to have that effect on people, to cure or make them heal faster, I saw that he looked better then when you described him." She said and I agreed with her.
"Mary?" I asked
"Yes?" she answered.
"I think I will need another body soon, well more like a few months," I told her, seeing as there were only two of three ways to set myself free, and those who I cared for free as well.
"For whom this time?" she asked as if it was the most normal thing I had asked.
"This time for myself, I do believe I am going to die. This time I won't be going back to London if I can help it," I told her, that made her stop working and she knew what my plan was going to be.
We talked more, and then we chatted about the most random things she said, and then she discussed new music that she had become to like, and she told me that before I was gone, that she would like to see London, and I told her she was invited for a Christmas party, all things paid.
She seemed very happy at that though, for she had no family to see, and she and I were closer then that of my real sister, besides I can't really take Irene back to London she would be shot at by Sebastian, or worse Moriarty if he was feeling better, but it would take time. I also wanted her to meet Molly they were similar in many ways but different and they can learn from each other.
Time flew by fast with Mary and it was comforting that we still talked with ease. It was just after two in the morning, time went flying when we talked, and then we shared a cab, and I asked to take her first, seeing as there was something off about this man.
I was right, he was the one, the police were trying to bring to justice after he began to kill random people who got in his cab, almost reminded me of Sherlock's and John's first case, and this one other case I read about long ago.
Of course he didn't realized who I was, and I acted along, as a scared victim, role playing always got messy but it was very much fun.
"Now get on the floor, and take that jacket off," he said pointing a gun at me we were in an alley, and I could see many possibilities to get out without harming him, but seeing as how easily Mary would have gotten killed had I not been there, really made me think it through. I was glad though that she was not here to witness this.
He came close, and then with his free hand grabbed a bunch of my hair and pulled, making me really angry and now he had me standing up, he started to forcefully kiss me, and that was when I had enough, I was really angry, and he ignored the signs that said a predator was around. He was a cabbie and knew that hardly anyone came through the alley ways.
I saw the hairs on his neck rise as my anger rose, and then I swiped my leg under him and he fell on his back, the wind knocked out of him, and then he stared at me wide eyes, pleading.
He was on the other side of the fence now, I had him where I wanted him, I placed a shy kiss to his lips and I could tell that his lips pulled to a tiny smile, and then I injected him with the injection I swiped, it was just enough to make him go under for at least a few good hours, until I checked out the warehouse he had in mind, and before I noticed I heard a young woman's voice calling for help, and that was all I needed, and I called the police and they could handle a trace, and get here at the time needed to save the woman.
I walked home with my jacket in hand, and I noticed then I was bleeding from my right cheek, I guess he did get a swiped at me.
As I got in they all stared at me, John had a face of horror as he saw the state I was in, and then checked to see how bad my check was.
He cleaned it said it didn't need stitches or that it would cause a scar, and I was grateful.
"You went on the tube like that?" he asked, as we were seated in the living room, and Irene was with Kate who apparently was looking much better.
"Yes they don't really care how you look so long as you don't have a bomb, and a taxi I would rather avoid which is why you better sleep good seeing as our flight leaves later at six in the afternoon." I told him as he finished cleaning my wound.
"Do you mind telling me what you did that got you this way, all dirty and with a bruising hurt cheek?" he asked with real concern in his eyes.
"Oh well you know killers are everywhere, and I happened to stumble upon one on my way here," I said, I was going to continue when Irene came rushing in and turned the tely on.
"I guess we can see what she did already," she said, as we watched the news broadcasting, the man still unconscious and the police scrambling to get about three very thin, food deprived, women out of the factory.
"The police are very grateful for the person who called the police, but they are perplexed as to who had done it and not stayed seeing as they were witness to this, some are also saying that the one to call could have been the partner, but the women are all saying that it was just this taxi cab killer all long and alone, no one else.
He usually drugged them but not before telling them to strip and kneel on the ground, and then he would rape them, and hang them here on the factory, then he would starve them until they died. The police are at a loss saying that the man is not dead just drugged, they are trying to find out what type of drug but it will take some time, this is Nina Anderson, reporting to you live, from the ally way of New York." The report ended on the way the investigation was going to be handled, that was my cue to call in a favor to the U.S. government seeing as they owed me one, and this was just a tiny case compared to the one I did them.
"You did all that? You let yourself be touch by that monster!" John said, now yelling, he was worried I could tell but I guess it was a bad thing to do.
"Sorry John I had to he could have easily killed my friend had I not been there, and I was a bit bored, and I needed him to take me to his hid out before he got away, besides I didn't get molested if that's what your worried about, he was a pity criminal, I've dealt with worse, and I am still here," I said trying to be as reasonable as I could.
"Yes but sometimes there are mistakes, and even the great one fall hard," he said ending in a whisper.
"I am sorry for scaring you, I really am, next time I will do it without any complications, just a swift one, and I won't go looking for it either." I said, then I pulled him in to a hug, and I directed him to the guest room so he could sleep seeing as he needed it.
"There is no other room, and this bed is pretty big, we could shared the bed, besides I would like some company," he said, I was going to refuse because I was not feeling sleepy, just tired, but I owed him for scaring him, and I nodded, but I told him that I would shower first, and he nodded.
After the shower, I had put on my new jumper, and I went in with the boxers, that Mary had given me. I was already relaxing, when I felt an arm drape over me and I felt Johns sleeping body curl against mine, and then I relaxed because he was asleep, and then I drifted to unconsciousness.
It was probably after seven in the morning, when I finally woke up refreshed, John was still asleep but curled up on the other side of the bed, and then I had put on my shoes, and I went out to the living room, and then to the kitchen and started breakfast.
There was imported tea, and coffee, which I made a cup, then I made Benedict eggs, and then some French toast. I was a bit startled when I saw John standing on the kitchen entry way, it was hard to scare me, but he manage it, and could not hid his amusement.
"What are you doing?" he asked, and I just looked at him, surely he was not that stupid.
"Making breakfast, want some? Coffee? Or tea?" I asked.
"Coffee, I feel I might need it today, and yes some breakfast sounds good, I recall that I am staving," he said.
"Good cause I was not asking, if you had said you were not hungry I was going to force it down your threat," and at that he shivered a little and sat down in the dining table.
I took some food to Irene's and Kate's room, and then I went to join John.
"Why are you starving like you said, all of a sudden? And you didn't have any nightmares from the sleep I had, and the look on your eyes," I said, very curious at the prospect that he might be healing after all.
"Your right, I don't know I guess leaving England even if it was for the short time, I felt like I could breath, and you actually made everything simple for me, you never pressured me or told me empty words, I guess I felt better with you, and you let me mourn, and I guess last night's scare really had me worry, and it awoke my appetite, I guess one tragedy puts it to sleep, and I guess an almost one reawakens it," he said laughing a bit, and to be honest I was not sure if to be relived or worried, but I was sure not going to call his therapist, and tell her this, she was easily trusting with strangers, and I had him stop going, he was grateful and I was glad he didn't object.
We went sightseeing as we left Irene and Kate alone to enjoy themselves, and then we had lunch, after that we went shopping, to make John more American, and I went to buy a new coat seeing as I was burning the one from last night, and then there was a trigger, a man with a head of curls walked by his face out of sight, the height was off but he was almost identical, and then John turned around, his eyes were a bit glazed but then he said he would like the dark blue scarf as well.
We finished and got back around four, we packed and got packing, and this time we were driven by both women, and went to say a goodbye to Mary, and she seemed sad that it was a very short visit. But then we promised we would see each other soon, and to tell Jeremy to behave, he was the intern that she took under her wings and the only other that knew what they both did for me, just as Molly did for Sherlock.
We said our farewells, and then we were off, to another place I called home, weather just like England's, gloomy, and everything but without the people in it, the ones that cared too much that they didn't even realized that they were killing you softly.