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'Have they decided what to do with him yet?'

Sherlock again. Adele could smell coffee, so presumably he hadn't slept. Idiot. A stressed out Sherlock was one thing, but a tired Sherlock was another.

'Mycroft's dealing with him. I don't know what that involves though.'

'Does he want any help?'

'He has hinted that Adele might want to get involved. I have a feeling that you do too.'

Adele did want to get involved. If she got out of this mess, which looked unlikely to be anytime soon.

'Definitely. Does he know that might be a while?'

'He, unlike you, is trying to think positive.'

'Didn't know he cared.'

'Sherlock, you need to stop acting like a child, and be the adult you really are.'

'I am.'

'I give up.'

'John, do you honestly believe that I can think positively about this?'

Was it just Adele, or was there a note of anger in Sherlock's voice?

'You could at least try! For all you know, she can hear you!'

'That's stereotypical nonsense!'

'I don't care, Sherlock! I'm a doctor, I would know!'

'You've been told all this rubbish to make yourself and other people feel better!'

'Well, it's worked before!'

'And now it's not!'

'Sherlock, this is your problem! You make everything so overcomplicated! First time, you jump off a building! Second time, you make her go crazy by sending texts from yourself, and she thinks it's someone else! Third time, you don't even try to stop her jumping off St Barts! Now – '

'What? Jumping? When did that happen?'

Oh dear. This wasn't good.

'You idiot. You lost her, didn't you?' John was almost laughing, although Adele could tell that he would be yelling again soon.

'No, no, that doesn't matter. Go back to jumping. When was that?'

'Erm, I can't remember, not long ago…'

'OH FOR GOD'S SAKE!'

'Sherlock, calm down! I thought you already knew!'

'If I already knew, John, I think I might have brought it up at some point, don't you?'

'No! Sherlock, that's one thing you never do!'

Silence.

'Look… Sherlock, it's not your fault, but you need to talk to her about it.'

'How do I talk to her about that? She won't listen!'

'Sherlock, she wouldn't listen to me. She wouldn't listen to anyone else. She'd listen to you.'

'What makes you think that?' Sherlock spat the words, as though he wanted to rid himself of them as quickly as possible.

'I'm not going to answer that. You can work it out for yourself.'

'I can't John! Look at me; Even I can tell that I'm not in any condition to do any sort of important thinking!'

'Oh, but if Lestrade walked in with a serial killer, I'm sure you'd be out of here pretty fast. Thinking of strategies, collecting evidence. But now this, because a little emotion is too hard for the great Sherlock Holmes!'

'Maybe it is! Do you think I'd have solved all those cases if I'd had emotions? Caring gets you killed, John, and – '

'Caring about her? You care about her, Sherlock, and that's the weakness! Not caring itself, but admitting it! You don't want to admit that you're wrong!'

'So what? I don't want to admit that I'm wrong; I'm too arrogant for my own good, I've heard it all before, John! I've heard it all! Can't face facts, can't do this, can't do that!'

'And now it's rubbing off on her! Do you know what she was like, Sherlock, after what happened? You might have been watching, but you weren't watching enough! She wouldn't change her opinion; she wouldn't admit she was wrong! Like you!'

'She challenged people! What's wrong with that?'

'What's wrong? Oh, she only tried to jump off a building! She thought no one cared, and she wouldn't listen to anyone, because that would mean admitting that she was wrong, and so she tried to jump! You could have told her you cared, before you decided to pull off this little charade!'

'So it's my fault now, is it?'

'Maybe it is!'

Shit. The fact that she was unable to yell at both of them was annoying.

'No. No, that came out wrong, I – '

'You're right.'

'No, I'm not, I just meant- '

'What was I thinking?'

'Sherlock, I didn't mean – '

'I am such an – '

'Can you just listen to me for a minute?'

Adele was pretty sure that Sherlock wouldn't listen. Unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to hear, and just as John finished speaking, the darkness washed back over her again, silencing everything.