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: It's been a week since Sherlock died and Mrs Hudson is thinking about him. Prompt: Rattle
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Moffat, Gatiss & SACD.
A/N: This prompt came from oneword(dot)com.
Shocked didn't even begin to describe how she felt. She was distressed, panicked, rattled and numb. She had been for a week now and she only slowly came to terms with what had happened to one of her boys.
Nobody could ever convince her that the lies in the newspapers were true. She had seen Sherlock work, knew first hand what he was capable of. Yes, he had loved it when other people acknowledged his intellect, showing off had been his dearest pleasure in life but that didn't make him a bad man. It made him human.
There were countless times that she was close to ripping his head off – if only she could've reached it. He had the unique talent of driving everybody around him completely crazy. Yet here she was, missing Sherlock Holmes.
John had taken her through the events of the days that led up to Sherlock jumping off St. Bartholomew's , had told her what he had said on the phone. Still it didn't make sense to either of them. Why would a man like Sherlock take his own life?
Of course she was aware that John was off even worse than she was. He still hadn't come back to Baker Street, but she knew it was only a matter of time until he'd return. She felt deeply sorry for him, losing your best friend was hard enough, but losing him without ever expressing what you truly wanted to say was even worse.
In her opinion the hardest thing was to bear in mind that life went on. Your grief didn't stop the world from turning and at some point you had to tell yourself to get your act together and move on. She had done it several times in her life already, she could do it and she knew that much. But even though John was a soldier and had experienced more than his fair share of loss she wasn't sure if he could find the strength to do it once more.