Sherlock finally got a chance to see him. As a legally dead man, he often found there was little he could do with his free time. Couldn’t risk any securiry cameras getting too long a look at his face. Sherlock Holmes only exists as a shadow, lingering in the city’s blind spots and avoiding the eyes of the police and the public. His name may have vanished from the papers but that doesn’t mean that the people have forgotten him. The “detective” who lied.
However, that’s what he wants them to think, and what John was supposed to believe. Through his first genuine tears shed in a long time, with his false confession from the edge of that rooftop, John was supposed to believe the lie and hate him. So he could spit on his grave, move on and make forgetting him a walk in the park. But, infuriatingly, each text that came through on his phone was always one claiming that he missed him, or angry ones arguing that the papers were wrong. That he was wrong. It wasn’t just John either. Irene, Mrs Hudson, Lestrade and even complete strangers still held the foolish belief that he was a great man. God only knows why.
It’s in the shade that Sherlock stands now, watching silently on as he usually does, watching his ex-husband as his life carries on without him. It’s risky to be out at this time of day with so many people around. Parents crowd around the gates of the pre-school waiting for their children to totter out, including a rather tired looking John Watson. Sherlock’s eyes perked up as soon as he spotted his ruffled blonde hair.
Anonymous asked: Oh, how I miss you. -IA
Anonymous asked: Do you not RP anymore? I loved reading your posts :(
ooc: Awh :( I do. The plan was to go with what happened in the show and play dead for a wee while while I get me some stable internet. I haven’t gone anywhere.
doctorjw asked: Ha, you won't believe this. 'The Woman' went with me, to go see you. I know what happened with her, it's ok. Left you your skull incase you needed some company. - JW p.s God I miss you.
callmeanthea asked: For what it's worth, I always have and always will believe in you, Sherlock. We may not have gotten on easy most of the time, but I've always admired you. There are so many of us out there that believe in you. Rest in peace. -A
thewomanwhobegged asked: Text: John's invited me to the cemetery with him. Such a gloomy outing, no? I'm nervous. I'm never nervous. It's only a grave. It's almost like normal- you not answering my texts. John begs for you to come back, you know. I told him I might start. You would've said something cheeky about that.
Anonymous asked: There's still people out there, Sherlock. People that still believe in you. Me included. God rest. - G. Lestrade
x-running-out-of-time-x:
I was so alone and I owe you so much.
Anonymous asked: Okay. If you need anything... else, text me. MollyH xx
Nothing else. Just stay silent.
-SH
Anonymous asked: I'm only worried you won't have much to go back to, if you do go back. MollyH xx
Molly, don’t worry about my life, focus on your own. I have this planned.
-SH
Anonymous asked: He says he's moving out of your flat. Oh please Sherlock don't leave it too late. MollyH xx
There’s no reason for him to stay there.
-SH
doctorjw asked: Visited you today. Put you down some new flowers, had a bit of a talk. You didn't talk back. - JW
thewomanwhobegged asked: Text: ... this is the news I come home to. I was going to ask you to dinner. For once, I was hungry. Sherlock Holmes, you brilliant man.. goodbye for now. I guess dinner will have to wait. -IA
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