Title: Making the Connection
Story Summary: A non-chronological collection of short chapters based on one word prompts, includes (pre-)slash for Johnlock & Mystrade
Chapter Summary: John just shot the cabbie and takes some time to reflect upon it. Prompt: Stranger
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Moffat, Gatiss & SACD.
A/N: I'd like to point out that my stories are all set within my own little version of the Sherlock-universe, therefore this chapter might make a little more sense if you take a look at my story 'Lunch Break Coincidences'. This prompt came from VampireYami over at deviantART, if you'd like to prompt me you can do so in a review or a PM.
The shot still rings in his ears when he turns and runs out of the room. He just killed a man. Shot him through two windows because he had given a pill to the man he shares a flat with. God, he hasn't even known that guy for a week. He has to remind himself that he's a civilian now. For all intents and purposes he had just killed a man to save the life of a virtual stranger. Maybe not even that, because who was to say that Sherlock would've really taken that pill?
Why did he shoot? Was it his military training? Never leave a man behind, no matter if you know him or not? Or was it something else?
There's no time for questions now; he has to get out of this building. No doubt the police will be here any minute. He takes the time to wipe over the door handle with his sleeve before he quickly runs down the stairs and out the back door. He can already hear the police sirens.
Doubling back to the front of the building he waits for the police cars to arrive. When Lestrade gets out of the first one he quickly tells him that he heard a shot being fired and watches as the policemen storm the building.
There is nothing left for him to do. He takes a few steps back to make space for the arriving ambulance. Now's a good time to assess the situation.
Why did he shoot? He wants to believe that it was his military training, but he knows that's not it. When he was enlisted he had always been able to push aside any physical attraction he might have for the other guys. The military was simply not the place to fraternize, especially not with men. When he met Sherlock he couldn't help noticing his cheekbones and the strange combination of those ice-blue eyes with the dark curls. But of course he also remembers the other man turning him down at the slightest hint of flirting.
So where does he stand on the topic of Sherlock Holmes?
He likes him, he's brilliant and does like to show it off to the point of being rude, but John doesn't mind. He's an enigma and somehow John wants to see what happens to him next with Sherlock Holmes in his life.