TRID pt 4: Catching onHe would have to be on the roof of 221b for the shadow to be directly in front of the window. John found himself leaping almost the whole set of stairs shouting at the top of his voice "He's alive!" as he went - not bothering to put on his coat. The pain in his leg panged when his feet came into contact with the floor. He diddn't care. He heard Mrs. Hudson franticly opening the door to her flat and shuffling in her slippers as he lept out the door and spun around on his heels on the quiet nightime Baker Street to see... nothing. No shining light. No dark silloette. No Sherlock.TRID pt 4: Catching on by i-got-S-H-E-R-locked
"what you on about? it's three in the morning." Mrs Hudson groaned in a tierd voice with an unmovable tone of concern. "I - He must have been - I saw him!" John was frustraited. He had definatly seen what he saw. "Who?" mrs Hudson asked grogily rubbing her eyes "Sherlock! well, his shadow anyway." He began to look about the street - hopeing to see the edge of Sherlock's coat flicking behind him as he
TRID pt 3 : The song beginsHe should have got her to help. Sherlock wouldent have bothered keeping her numberif he thought she was just a normal 17 year old girl. Sherlock HAD taken a liking to her, maybbie it was just how she lived on her own in the house she inhereted from her grandma who had looked after her, Maybie it was because she refused to flee the house when sherlock had burst into her house shouting to her that there was someone trying to kill her in the house and insted grabbed a frying pan and beat a trained assasin half to death with it screaming 'How dare you braik my window you bloody *@#~**$#@'.TRID pt 3 : The song begins by i-got-S-H-E-R-locked
Maybie it was because he saw - deduced - something in her that might make her helpful in the futer - but if that's so why the **** diddn't he get her do do something? but what could someone do to change the press' mind? ' oh, Sherlock, why did you jump?' he found himself thinking - not realising he was crying until he noticed a splatter of salty liquid explode on the 'n' key of his laptop - which had gon
TRID pt 2 : Daisy"John?... You alright?" Lestrade asked worredly. It was then John realised he had been staring straight ahed of him for quite a while now, trying to figure out if this whole night was pure councidence or someone was trying to tell him something, something to do with the death of his best friend. He snapped out of it to see that the room was beginning to empty - a few drunks leaft that where being ushered to the exits by staff.TRID pt 2 : Daisy by i-got-S-H-E-R-locked
"Huh?Yeah, yeah im fine" He told them - they all had the same look of sympathy on their faces as when they looked at him at sherlock's funral. The looks had faded away over the last three months, as the scars began to heal, but it seems they had decided to make a reapearence tonight.
John stood up and retrieved his coat from the back of his chair and leaft with the rest of them - the cheerful banter between the group re - raising and falling silent only when he parted with them to ride the taxi home. For some reason that night John couldent get Sherlock out of hi
The riddle in death pt 1 : the message(i strongly advise that you read through the whole song, you'll see why.)The riddle in death pt 1 : the message by i-got-S-H-E-R-locked
John's phone buzzed on the coffie table.He hardly ever got calls.Not since sherlock died.He picked it up, folding the newspaper he was reading into his lap and pulling the phone to his ear, not bothering to check who it was."Hey Lestrade." He said in an exhousted voice but a pleased one scince they hadent talked in a while."Hey John,umm, i was wandering - me, Molly, Mycroft and Mrs. Hudson are going out for a kind of reunion doo at the pub tonight and we havent seen you in a while so... wanna come?" Lestrade asked over the phone "Hmm... i dunno - Hang on, Mycroft?! In a pub?" John inquired
"Yeah, he took a bit of convinceing but yeah. It's nothing much and there's a new band playing Evanescence tonight - teens probably, but Evanescence is good so im looking forward to that." He tried to convince him.
John thought for a moment, it would be good for him to get out of the empty flat and seing mycroft in the pub he j
Over YouOver You by SonicScrewdriverDD3
Weather man said it's gonna snow
By now I should be used to the cold
John Watson turned on the radio just as he was sitting down to have his tea and toast. The radio blurted out it was going to be another white, wintry day with snow coming in for the rest of the week, making it cold and gray.
Perfect for how John felt about today and the last month.
John had lost his lover Sherlock to suicide just at the end of December, thanks to Jim Moriarty, who had shot himself on the roof before Sherlock jumped.
Mid-February shouldn't be so scary
It was only December
I still remember the presents, the tree, you and me
It was the end of the week and just like the weeks after Sherlock's death, John got ready to visit Sherlock's gravestone, located under a tree in the cemetery. As he got ready, he accidentally bumped a picture off the mantle where he was reaching for his scarf.
When he looked at it after he picked it up, his tears filled with tears at what it was. It was him and Sherloc