Sherlock S4 E1 My version

by CeciliaHolmesvmh

In the ending of "The Abominable Bride" Sherlock stated that Moriarty was dead - and that he knew exactly what he was going to do next. Follow him as he interacts with this new old threat and solves exciting cases to understand the whole picture - until he not only finds out who is behind all this, but also about himself as he is confronted with his past and future (aka John!).

5. To die was an art Chapter 2 pt 2

~ John's point of view~

Some time later I stood in the doorframe of Sherlock's room. He layed in his bed, he was asleep. On the one hand I was glad that he would be fine again, on the other hand I was still worried and couldn't just leave him, go home and forget about what had happened today. Tonight I would stay here, look after him and help him if it was necessary. I had called Mary and explained the situation to her. Although the child could be born anytime now, she said it would be fine and she would just call Janine for a sleepover.

I watched Sherlock sleeping... he was breathing, he was alive. I could still hear the voices, the commotion in the room. The murmurs that weren't silent enough, Donovon and Anderson talking. Lestrade in worry, like Mrs. Hudson. Still nobody rushed to him as I did.

The way he had stared at me horrifiedly, the pain that was written on his face, his hallucinations that seemed to terrify him and the desperate moves he had made... I could never forget anything of this scene. And then his breakdown. Not knowing if his heart was still beating or if he had a heart attack. Not knowing if he would survive or if the bloody overdose would kill him.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Now he just laid there, peacefully, as if nothing had happened. Only a bit of light came through the door, but it bathed the room in some orange atmosphere, it felt warm, although I was so cold.

I couldn't help it, but walked into the room and sat down next to Sherlock on the bed. I placed one hand on his shoulder very carefully. I didn't want him to wake up, he had to rest. But I needed to be this close to him now. He would never know, and I would have the insurance that he was still here. I looked at him. He was such an astounding man. Always a fighter, surviving somehow.

After the emergency doctor had done what I couldn't and assured us that after a rest all would be fine (well, as fine as it could be in this situation), I had told Lestrade that I would be able to handle things on my own now and that he should continue investigating in the case. Sherlock shouldn't have felt like he did for nothing and we needed to find that Gareth Skinner. He could give us valuable information on where to find the head of that new Moriarty organisation. And would it only have been so that I could show him what I was really capable of. I wouldn't allow anybody to torture Sherlock like this.