Sherlock story
Deleted Memories, Chapter twenty-two
Warning: post Reichenbach spoilers. Hope you enjoy
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Present day
A look of shock was on Mrs. Green's face. She stood with her mouth slightly agape, but said nothing. She stared straight ahead for a moment then turned to look at Sherlock. Her eyes were deep pools filled with fear that overflowed in a single tear.
"It was the blood on the window," Sherlock explained, "Edward and Katie shares the same blood type with one difference. He has a very mild type of a rare blood disorder called hemophilia, the subtype he has is even more rare. In short, it takes him a little longer to stop bleeding.
Normally it is the females who are carriers. They pass on the disorder to their male children, while they themselves have no symptoms. But, in this subtype, type C, the male can pass on the gene." Sherlock glanced briefly at John who nodded his agreement, then looked back.
He took one step invading Mrs. Green's personal space. She was shaking with a grim look on her face.
"You are not a carrier; you have no family history of hemophilia. But, Katie is a carrier. Three questions Mrs. Green. Care to explain how your daughter acquired a disease, when neither you nor your husband is a carrier? Care to explain how Edward's blood was found on a window ledge at the scene of your daughter's kidnapping? And, most urgently where is Edward Green?"
"Get out," it started as a whisper, "I said out...get out… NOW!" She ended in a shriek pointing to the door and screaming while shaking.
"Sherlock?" Lestrade and John both were trying to get Sherlock's attention, discreetly.
Sherlock, just as discreetly held up one hand behind his back. John and Lestrade stepped back again.
Sherlock face softened as he stepped close and looked into Mrs. Green's eyes with a sad smile. "Don't be afraid, let us help you. No matter what they say to you, not being completely honest is the worst thing you can do. Katie must be found soon Mrs. Green." She cried softly while searching his face.
"I know it must be hard for you having to be strong all the time. I sympathize. Secrets weigh heavily on the soul, don't they?" Sherlock said gently, sincerely. He had completely invaded her personal space now.
"I cannot lose her, I love her. I don't say the words often, but I do," She whispered, tears starting to flow freely.
"I know," tears were in Sherlock's eyes now, they silently ran down. Mrs. Green collapsed in his arms and wept great broken sobs.
They both cried. Sherlock had tears fall in silence while he whispered assurances. Mrs. Green cried openly broken hiccupping sobs.
Donovan came to check back with Lestrade to see if she was needed. She saw the scene of Sherlock crying while holding a sobbing woman. Donovan was dumbfounded. She turned to go when Sherlock's voice stopped her.
"Donovan, Mrs. Green will need to make… changes to her statement," Mrs. Green nodded her agreement while trying to quiet her sobs.
"Do give us a minute, please." He responded in a thick voice, somewhat broken with emotions.
"Of course," Donovan responded as she turned to leave and give them time to compose themselves.
Donovan wiped at a stray tear that witnessing the exchange had caused.
"The freak…," She corrected herself, she meant to say, "… Sherlock certainly had changed."
Donovan glanced at her watch. She would give them ten minutes. That should be enough time she reasoned.