Hey guys! I am currently in a car driving back from vacation! The photo above is from where I was. Sorry for not updating, bad signal. Idea credit goes to ezza1637 . Thanks so much for the idea!
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"No Sherlock please don't" you said into your cell phone.
"I'm sorry Y/N" Sherlock said into his phone as he stood atop Saint Bart's.
"Please" you begged.
"Goodbye Y/N" he said.
Then you saw him jump.
Suddenly there was a flash of light and you woke up screaming.
"Calm Y/N" you thought."It was just a nightmare"
Even though Sherlock had come back from the dead 2 weeks ago you were still having nightmares of the fall.
Suddenly you heard a clap of thunder and saw a flash of lightning.
You quickly hid yourself under your bed sheets.
You hated thunderstorms. They were always there in your worst moments.
The night of the fall, the night your uncle who you were very close to had died, and always there when you woke up from your worst nightmares.
You tried to calm yourself down again and go back to sleep.
Suddenly you heard the door open.
"Y/N" you heard Sherlock say. He sounded concerned.
"Yes?" You replied still buried under the sheets.
"Are you alright?"he asked.
"I think so?" You answered, though it was more of a question.
You suddenly felt the sheet being pulled off of you.
You saw Sherlock's face in front of you.
"Y/N" he said now sounding serious "Are you alright."
"No." You responded sounding sad.
You didn't want to admit that you were scared but it had come to this.
"What's wrong"said Sherlock, sounding concerned again.
"Ihadanightmareaboutthefallandamscaredofthinderstorms." You said quickly.
"Y/N" he said "I understand. It's alright to be afraid of things. We are all afraid sometimes. And remember, what I did that day was to save you and I am sorry for what I put you through. I promise you that I will never leave you again."
"Thank you." You whispered.
"You're welcome." He said.
Sherlock then stood up and headed towards the door.
"Wait." You said.
Sherlock turned his head towards you.
"Would you play your violin for me?" You asked.
There was a pause of silence.
"Please." You added.
"Alright" Sherlock said, and he went to get his violin.
He then came back and started to play your favorite lullaby.
You soon fell asleep to the sweet sound of the violin, and the beautiful image that was Sherlock Holmes.
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Hey guys! Hope you liked it! Sorry for the long wait. Will try to update soon! Feel free to request!