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the man with the key is king

the man with the key is king

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a-study-in-head-and-heart:

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-I hope so…I really do.-
Holmes smirked feeling the John’s heartbeat. Later he smiled and sighed. -John…do you still care to investigate with me?-

Sherlock heard a little bit if depression in his own voice.
-You know…like the old times!-

-Of course! I wouldn’t want to miss something like that…- he sighted and burried his head onto Sherlocks shoulder.
-Good night, Sherlock…- he whisperd. -I love you-

Holmes smiled. -Shut up.- and then closed the eyes.
In the morning Lestrade smiled seeing the two men on the sofa. -Did I interrupt something?-
Holmes rolled and fell on the ground beating the head. He squeezed hisself in pain. -No…we don’t have many beds so…-
Greg nodded. -Yeh. Sure. Now dress up… And wake John… We have a case.-

John woke up slowly and looked confused at Sherlock.
-What is going on?- he asked.
-do we have a new case?-

-I guess so. I give you five minutes for dress up.-
Holmes ran down stairs for call a taxi. Once have stopped one he looked at the phone, checked we’re the crime has been and then shouted at John to move.
-You dressed in 15 minutes!-

-I am already dressed!- he shouted back and ran towards the door. -Sherlock? Where are you? I’m ready!! I’m dressed.-

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thefakesuicideofagenius-deactiv asked: "He had done all he was willing to do to make things easier for Sherlock. He had apologized, warned him of what was to come, and then offered to go somewhere else. Normally, his chair wasn't suitable for sleeping in, but they had given him so much pain medicine that he was having trouble staying awake now. " If you're sure..." he mumbled as his eyes drifted completely shut. His head resting on his open palm, as his elbow was supported by the arm of the chair."

Sherlock smiled slightly as John fell asleep. “I am.” he whisperd, not to wake him up. It was good that his friend was sleeping, he needed to rest. Sherlock was tired himself, but he stood up and walked down to Mrs. Hudsons flat. He told her that John fell asleep and would eat later and walked back upstairs. John was sleeping silently.

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thefakesuicideofagenius-deactiv asked: ""Right, erm..." John didn't know how to say this. "I can... I can go stay with Harry, if it'll be too inconvenient for you. I mean, she's dealt with this with me before. The waking up screaming and the whole lot." Really, John needed the people connection, and Harry would dote on him, cater to him. But there was no way John would put that kind of pressure on Sherlock. "Plus, I think she has a bed I can get to without climbing stairs." Really, John didn't want to go. This was home."

"No." Sherlock said simply. He didn’t want John to go. What of something like this happend to him again? What if he wouldn’t find him the next time?
He couldn’t loose John. Not after just getting him back. Sherlock stared directly at his friend. John looked tired and exhausted, his eyes were half closed already.

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thefakesuicideofagenius-deactiv asked: "John didn't know why he even bothered trying to keep things private from Sherlock. The man never missed anything. "I just...I thought I would be able to pick up the blog again. Maybe even discuss what had happened. But I don't think..." he let his sentence trail. Sherlock was a detective, he could put the pieces together. "Look, when we first met, you said it was important that we know the worst about each other if we're going to live together. I'm telling you now. I'm going to have nightmares.""

Sherlock stayed silent for a while. He knew exactly what he wanted to say, but he couldn’t find the right words. “Yes, I know.” he finally said. It was one of this moments when he felt like a complete idiot. He would like to tell John that he could stay on the sofa next to him, if he needed anyone when he woke up in the middle of the night. But it was far to embarrassing. Caring is not an advantage. He repeated in his head.

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thefakesuicideofagenius-deactiv asked: "John looked around the flat. It was strange. He had expected it to feel different for some reason. But it didn't. In fact, it felt as if he had only been gone for a few hours. Sherlock sat, perched as usual, in his chair in front of John. The soldier picked up his laptop and opened it to his blog. The blank cursor flashed in the empty text box. /You haven't heard from me in a few days/, he began to type, but quickly hit the backspace. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He couldn't."

"What?" Sherlock asked irritated. John looked like he was in pain, but that wasn’t possible. He had taken many different painkillers before they had left the hospital. The doctor looked away, trying to escape his friends gaze. He still hadn’t answerd the detectives question.
"What is it?" Sherlock repeated a bit louder this time.

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thefakesuicideofagenius-deactiv asked: ""Um. Sure. I could use some solid food in my stomach. But nothing too heavy. Don't want to over do it." John stood still, supporting a majority of his wait on the wall. He didn't want Sherlock to see him struggle up the stairs. It was bad enough that he was having to wait on him the way he was. It was going to be a rough couple of weeks while he healed. But it would make for an interesting entry in his blog. Maybe it would help him get past the PTSD that he knew he would be facing."

Sherlock told Mrs. Hudson the story as quick as possible. She imidiatly agreed to cook for John, and said she would bring up the food when she was finished. He walked up the stairs and opened the door to their flat.
"You’ll get something to eat in about twenty minutes." Sherlock smiled lsightly. It was good to see John sitting in his chair again.

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