Dear Me Mister Holmes (BBC Sherlock Fanfic)

Chapter 2 - Obviously

            “Wait,” Lestrade interrupted. “Jim Moriarty? This has to do with the video clip that was on everyone’s telly?”

            “Yes,” Sherlock said. “Obviously.”

            “So he’s not alive?” John asked.

            “Obviously not.” Sherlock answered, rolling his eyes.

            “Obviously?” John questioned.

            “Yes, obviously.” Sherlock said. “I sat there and watched him blow his brains out. It’s impossible to survive that.”

            “You jumped off a building and survived.” John argued. “I saw it.”

            “Yes, but you didn’t see all of my fall. You didn’t see me before it or towards the end of it.”

            “Are you really not going to tell me how you did that?”

            “No, that takes all the fun out of it. Besides, it is not of importance at this time.”

            “Sorry to interrupt,” DI Lestrade said. “But we are here for a reason. Sherlock, why don’t you tell us why you believe Moriarty is dead?”

            “For one thing, I saw him shoot himself. There was a trail of blood and even a bit of the back of his head floated down it. Bit graphic, I know, but since you want details.” Sherlock explained.

            “Anything else?” Lestrade questioned.

            “The suit he was wearing,” Sherlock said. “He had tea with me while wearing it before the fall. He was smart, he had a plan; he knew what he wanted to happen after his suicide if I were to stay alive and fool his men. Now, I thought I had dismantled his network, but there must still be someone out there. I don’t know how long it will take to find them, but I will find them Detective Inspector.”

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            “Sherlock, John.” Mary said when they had arrived at 221b.

            “Hello, Mary.” John kissed her on the cheek and continued to walk into the flat, sitting down in his chair.

            “Sherlock,” Mary said as Sherlock stopped in front of her. “How are you doing?”

            Sherlock didn’t say anything; he just walked past her and sat in his chair. “How’s Janine?” He asked, wanting to get the subject off of his brother.

            “Well,” Mary said. “Still pissed off at you.”

            “Of course.” Sherlock gave Mary a little smirk. “And she still doesn’t know that you used her as well?”

            “I didn’t just use her to get to Magnusson, Sherlock,” Mary smiled. “She’s a nice girl, a great friend.” Sherlock gave her a look and she rolled her eyes. “At least I didn’t date her and propose to her to break into her boss’s office.”

            ‘Shag-a-lot Holmes’” John let out a laugh at Janine’s revenge on Sherlock when she made up stories about him and published them in the papers. Mary laughed as well and Sherlock rolled his eyes.

            “’Seven Times A Night In Baker Street’” Mary said another article title.

            “’He made me wear the hat’”

            Sherlock picked up a rolled up newspaper, which was on the floor next to his chair and threw it at John.

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            John and Mary went back to their flat that night. Sherlock decided to call his parents, who had already been informed about Mycroft’s death. His mother and father cried, and Sherlock let a tear slide as well. He informed his parents that he was on the case and that he would find the bloody bastard who had done this. His mother told him to be careful, and his father told him to phone them more often. They would be coming to spend next week in London for Mycroft’s funeral.

            After Sherlock had hung up the phone, he lay on the sofa. His fingers were steepled in front of his mouth as he thought. He traveled through his mind palace, running up and down stairs, through hallways. Eventually, after he had made sure everything was all right in his mind palace, he grew bored and created a mental map of the crime scene. He checked for any clues he may have missed, but found none and fell asleep on the sofa within minutes.

I'm liking this idea so far, so I think I will continue with it. The Woman Who Counted and Rosalie are still the stories I will be focusing on though. This is just another one for fun.

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