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Summary:

Sherlock has a secret friend (since long before he met John) who also prefers to text.

Notes:

These fics are brought to you by The power of Procrastination, not to mention the support and betaing from Zedille.

From first text to the end of ASiP.

(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Chapter Text

Mr Holmes, stop texting
your brother. He is in
a meeting.

The obnoxious bastard can
turn off his phone.
SH

He is waiting for a call.

Who are you?
SH

I’m sure you’ll figure
it out.

Is that a challenge?
SH

It’s an observation.

Give me a clue.
SH

Stop texting your brother.

That is not a clue.
SH

Stop.

If you tell me who you
are.
SH

I thought you’d have figured
it out by now. Should I be
insulted?

You obviously work for my
brother; you need no further
insult.
SH

Now you’re getting somewhere.
I was starting to think your
brother thought too highly of you.

I find it a bit unfair that you
probably know everything from
my school grades to my DNA
profile and I don’t even know
your gender.
SH

Life is unfair.Would my
gender matter?

No, it wouldn’t.
SH

And don’t flatter yourself.
I don’t care about your grades.

But my genomic sequence?
SH

Chromosomes are very hot.

I think I like you.
SH

I’m sorry Mr Holmes, but
I’m married to my work.

You work for Mycroft.
Get a divorce.
SH

Oh, the troublesome
bureaucracy.

At least I hope it’s
a sexless marriage.
SH

Isn’t that the definition
of a marriage?

Touché.
SH

-x-

Your brother wants
to know if you’re going
to your mother’s.

He knows the answer.
SH

Is that your final answer?

Yes. Feel free to improvise
an insult of your choice to
accompany it.
SH

-x-

The car is outside.

Not going.
SH

-x-

I’ve been asked to remind
you that it is illegal to
rob graves.

Thank you for reminding me.
Going to write it on a post-it and
put it on my bathroom mirror.
SH

Sarcasm doesn’t work well
in texts.

Stating the obvious today,
are we?
SH

I apologise. I’m tired today.

You’re excused, you work
for Mycroft. The fact that you
don’t have a constant
migraine is unbelievable.
SH

My migraines are never
work-related.

Again: unbelievable.
SH

-x-

Bored.
SH

Magnetic.

?

Thought we were
picking random
adjectives.

I thought you were
intelligent.
SH

Ditto.

I’m bored.
SH

I’m important.

Self-important
maybe.
SH

Pot, kettle, black.

Stop using random
words.
SH

jfgi

Amusing.
SH

But you’re not bored
anymore.

-x-

Your brother is
driving me up the wall!

Told you this would
happen.
SH

Kicking when I’m
down? Classy.

You have better
opportunities to kill
him than I do, so there’s
not much I can do.
SH

How do you think
I should do it?

Exploding umbrella.
SH

That’s not very refined.

Didn’t know killing one’s
brother needed to be
refined.
SH

Poison? You’re a chemist
after all.

Please don’t say
this is a hypothetical
conversation.
SH

Either way, you made
me smile. Thank you.

You’re welcome.
SH

-x-

Scrabble app available!

The game is on!
SH

Zymase? Really?

Says Ms Amniote.
SH

So you figured that out
at last. What gave me
away?

The 29 day migraine
cycle and the
murder by poison.
SH

Maybe you do have a
brain after all. The
poison was a bit
prejudiced though.

But not incorrect.
SH

JUKEBOX, 3xword.
Read it and weep.

Rematch?
SH

-x-

Guess who I just
picked up.

Case. No time.
SH

Wrong.

Serial suicide.
SH

Heard about those.
Anything yet?

Theories. Definitely
murders.
SH

Fascinating. Lestrade
invited you?

Finally.
SH

He’s hot.

Please stop.
SH

Guess who I just
picked up.

You know I don’t
guess.
SH

A Dr John H Watson.

God. How can
you work for that man?
SH

He’s hot too.

I just vomited.
SH

I’ll bring your doctor
soon. I think he’s
flirting with me.

Haha! Go for it.
SH

The cane is a bit of a
turn-off.

It’s psychosomatic.
SH

The cane?

The limp, obviously.
I’ll get it fixed for you.
SH

Married to my work,
remember?

I thought I told you
to get a divorce.
SH

Do you want me to
eavesdrop on the
conversation?

No, I think I’ll mess
with him myself.
SH

You’re texting him?

Yes, but I was think
about you all the time.
SH

Thank you.
On our way back now.
Went by his place to pick
up a gun (or something
similar, he has it inside
his jeans. Hard to say).

Or maybe he’s just
happy to see you?
SH

He is. But he brought a
gun.

If the limp is a deal
breaker, I can fix it.
Honest.
SH

Don’t you have a case?

-x-

Told you he had a gun.

Told you I could fix
the limp.
SH

Thought you’d like to
know I’ve raised your
surveillance.

Worried about the
army doctor much? I think
he can take care of himself.
SH

Not my orders.

I can give you a
poison of your choice to
feed him.
SH

Only I wouldn’t.

I was so close to
falling in love with you.
SH

Good night, Sherlock.

Good night.
SH

Chapter 2: Sexting

Summary:

Sherlock and not!Anthea engage in a disturbing form of sexting.

Notes:

Sometime between ASiP and TBB

Chapter Text



Just to make it
clear: you were the
one standing next to
my poor excuse for
a brother yesterday?
SH
 
I’ve never met your
brother.
 
Oh ha ha ha.
SH
 
I find it fascinating
how you have a
compulsive need to
sign your texts.
 
It’s not compulsive.
SH
 
Your brother does the
same thing.
 
I thought you hadn’t
met my brother.
SH
 
Nine hours ago you had
never seen me.
 
So it was you.
SH
 
What if I was the one
putting a blanket on you?
 
You would never!
SH
 
You make it sound like
I don’t care about you.
 
Do you?
SH
 
You know that.
 
Sometimes I think
you just like me for
my chromosomes.
SH
 
They are hot! My God!
A woman can take
just so much.
 
You’re an idiot.
SH
 
My IQ is higher than
yours.
 
How very pedestrian.
SH
 
It’s just the truth.
 
Do you have any
proof for this absurd
statement?
SH
 
Besides both of our IQ-
test scores? How about
every game of Scrabble we’ve
ever played?
 
I’m a victim of a poor
random generator and
can’t be judged by the
letters a phone app is
giving me.
SH
 
You just keep telling
yourself that luv.
 
Luv?
SH
 
No, it didn’t feel right
for me either.
 
Good.
SH
 
It was me.
 
Was that so hard
to admit?
SH
 
No, but this was more
fun. Like what you saw?
 
Married to my work.
SH
 
Such a me-wannabe.
 
Am not.
SH
 
And he’s four years old!
 
Am not.
SH
 
Go to bed!
 
I thought I saw a
dominatrix in you.
SH
 
Should I come over
and spank you?
 
You just want an
excuse to see John now
when he doesn’t have
a limp. Shallow woman!
SH
 
Would never do that.
His chromosomes
are not as hot as yours.
And your brother's. God!
His genome is sexy as fuck.
 
My brain just exploded.
SH
 
Was that the only thing
exploding?
 
What?
SH
 
You’re in bed, thinking
about me and MY hot
chromosomes. BOOM!
 
I don’t follow.
SH
 
You’re a clever boy.
You’ll figure it out.
 
Are you suggesting
I’m using you as a
masturbatory fantasy?
SH
 
Don’t deny it.
 
Wouldn’t that borderline
rape?
SH
 
No.
 
Wank away.
 
This is uncomfortable.
SH
 
Then you’re doing it
wrong.
 
Ha. Ha. Ha.
SH
 
-x-
 
Anthea? Really?
SH
 
What?
 
The name you
gave John when
he asked.
SH
 
Oh. That.
 
So why Anthea?
SH
 
I was texting you,
it just popped into
my head.
 
What is your name?
SH
 
It took you a year to
figure out my gender.
Why do you think I’d
just tell you that?
 
I can just ask Mycroft.
SH
 
I’d like to see how that
turns out.
 
You don’t believe I will?
SH
 
I don’t think it’s important
enough to you that you
would speak to him.
 
It or you?
SH
 
It. I know you love me.
 
Pride is a sin.
SH
 
Not when you do it right.
 
Does Mycroft know your
name?
SH
 
Of course he does. How
else would he know what
to shout in bed?
 
If you’re screwing my
brother I’ll never speak
to you again.
SH
 
Technically, we’ve never
spoken.
 
So you don’t deny it?
SH
 
Riding him as we text.
 
Call Lestrade, shot fired
at 221B Baker Street. Brain
substance on the wall.
SH
 
Keep texting, the vibration
is amazing.
 
Fuck you.
SH
 
Yes I am.
 
Brain substance all over
the wall.
SH
 
Or semen?
 
If I were getting off at
the thought of my friend
riding my brother I’d
need to be admitted.
SH
 
Why would you think
about Dr Watson
riding my boss?
 
Gah! Mental images
be gone!
SH
 
And you say you’re
not a compulsive
signer.
 
You broke my
brain.
SH
 
Ask John to put a
bandage on it when
he’s finished.
 
Or when your brother
finishes.
 
You’re truly terrible.
SH
 
-x-
 
Can you make
Mycroft look away
for a week or two?
SH
 
Migraine.
 
That’s two days too
early.
SH
 
Tell that to my head
and uterus.
 
Are you okay?
SH
 
No.
 
Anything I can do?
SH
 
Stop texting.
 
-x-
 
Feeling better?
SH
 
Yes. Thank you.
 
You know, you
can always get an
hysterectomy.
SH
 
Women really aren’t
your area.
 
So that’s a no?
SH
 
Don’t pretend to
be stupider than you
are.
 
Can you make
Mycroft look away
for a week or two?
SH
 
Why?
 
If I tell you, I’d
have to kill you and
that would be a
waste.
SH
 
With an exploding
umbrella? Please,
you’d never manage
to kill me.
 
Challenge?
SH
 
Observation. But
please try.
 
Watch your tea.
SH
 
Tea is for wimps!
 
Well, coffee then.
SH
 
You’ll never get
close to my coffee.
 
We’ll see.
SH
 
So that’s a no
on distracting Mycroft?
SH
 
You catch more flies
with honey than with
death threats.
 
Oh well.
SH
 
-x-
 
I hate you.
 
What?
SH
 
Don’t play innocent!
 
I don’t understand
what you’re talking
about.
SH
 
My coffee.
 
No? Did something
happen to it?
SH
 
It’s decaf! I hate you.
 
Don’t blame me. It
must have been
Mycroft.
SH
 
I can play dirty too.
 
I’m so scared.
SH
 
You should be.
 
-x-
 
You’ve ruined my
brain!
SH
 
Been there, done that.
 
I’m scratching my
eyes out as we text.
SH
 
And people say men
can’t multitask.
 
How did you even
get that picture?
SH
 
No, don’t tell me!
SH
 
Yes please tell me!
SH
 
Magician and their
tricks you know.
 
This can’t be real.
You must have
photoshopped it.
SH
 
You can ask John to
authenticate it.
 
Is it John’s!?
SH
 
Well, I guess you
can say that it is.
In a matter of
speaking.
 
John has not seen
that part of Mycroft!
SH
 
Are you sure?
 
I’m the world’s
only consulting
detective! Of course
I am!
SH
 
Blah, blah, blah. I’m
the woman behind the
man who, according to
you I might add, IS the
government. And I
render your argument
invalid.
 
Well at least I see
where he got the “minor
position” part.
SH
 
Studies show that
partners of men with
small cocks are more
satisfied sexually than
partners of men with
large ones.
 
Who does that sort
of study?
SH
 
A man with a smaller-
than-average penis I
would presume.
 
Is that what he spends
taxpayer money on?
SH
 
Damn you! Now I got
coffee all over my phone!
 
Serves you right.
SH
 
Truce?
 
Yes please.
SH

Chapter 3: Bored!

Summary:

Sherlock is bored and takes it out on not!Anthea who doesn’t always have time to indulge him.

Notes:

Takes place sometime after ASiP.

Chapter Text


Bored.
SH

BORED.
SH

BORED!

Busy.

You hate me.
SH

Shut it.

I’m dying of
boredom and you
don’t even care.
SH

War. Economic
crisis. Olympic
Games.

Your random
word generator
is on again.
SH

Go and make an
exploding umbrella.

-x-

Bored.
SH

You annoy me.

Bored!
SH

It’s 4am. Sleep.

Sleeping is
boring.
SH

For being brilliant,
you're quite an
idiot.

People tell me
that repeatedly.
SH

Well then….

People said you
could create gold too.
People are idiots.
SH

Can’t argue with
that.

I’m bored.
SH

So you keep telling
me.

What are you
doing?
SH

Your brother.

Poor girl.
SH

Go to bed.

I’m in bed. It’s
4 am.
SH

Then I have some
ideas of what you
can do.

Please stop with
the sexual innuendos.
It’s beyond tiresome.
SH

YOU are beyond
tiresome.

What are you
doing up at this hour?
SH

And don’t say
Mycroft.
SH

It’s need-to-know.

I need to know.
SH

No.

Yes.
SH

Stop behaving
like a child.

Stop treating me
like one. I’m fairly
sure I’m older than
you.
SH

Yes you are, by 4
years.

The information
dynamic in our
relationship is a bit
off.
SH

You love a mystery.

I do love that.
SH

I have an idea!
Surprise John with
breakfast in bed.

I do hope your
Work-related ideas
are better than that.
Otherwise our
country might be in
trouble.
SH

Oh funny.

You’re right. It
already is in trouble.
SH

Not sure you can
blame that on me.

Don’t worry, I
blame it solely on
my brother.
SH

Not sure you can
do that either.

Watch me.
SH

You’re so
predictable
sometimes.

Is whatever you’re
doing going well?
SH

No, I’m constantly
interrupted by my
boss’ baby brother.

Well I’m sorry
I’m bored and that
you’re the most
interesting person
in my life.
SH

You’re forgiven!

Don’t let him
force you to work
too hard.
SH

I won’t, but he
never does.

Good.
SH

I’m still bored.
SH

Shut up Sherlock.

-x-

Bored.
SH

Just…go to Bart’s
and cure cancer.

If it was that easy,
someone would have
done it already.
SH

God! You’re stupid.

-x-
Do you call
Mycroft by name?
SH

Hello random
question.

Just wondering.
SH

Bored much?

What tipped you
off?
SH

Years of experience
dealing with the two
of you.

Well? Do you call
Mycroft by name.
Don’t say “only in bed”
because, honestly,
it’s getting old.
SH

I’ve called him by
his first name twice.

No. Three times.

What were the
occasions?
SH

Not telling you that.

So it concerns
me.
SH

I’m not going to
tell you.

You don’t have to,
I know it does. If I
guess right, will you
confirm?
SH

No.

You’re so not fun
right now.
SH

-x-

I’m bored.
SH

How novel.

Aren’t you ever
bored?
SH

I help run this
country; I don’t
have time to be
bored.

How I envy you.
SH

I’m sure your brother
can find a position
for you.

I’m bored, not
suicidal.
SH

You’re too fond of
yourself to ever
commit suicide.

How well you know
me.
SH

If you only knew.

That sounds a bit
disturbing.
SH

Don’t you worry
your pretty little
head with that.

Why not? That’s
the most interesting
thing I’ve encountered
today.
SH

Go ahead and worry
your pretty little
head then.

Thank you.
SH

-x-

Still bored?

Yes. Not that
you care.
SH

Oh hush.

Bored. Alone.
Unwanted. Unloved.
SH

Drama seeking,
over-grown child.

Uncalled for.
SH

Not really. Want to
play a game?

Depends.
SH

No it doesn’t. You
always want to play
games with me.

True. What do
you have in mind?
SH

I was thinking
20 Questions.

BORING!
SH

…to figure out
my real name.

Intriguing. Rules?
SH

Except the obvious?
I only answer one
letter perquestion and
I won’t be fussy about
spelling with silent
letters.

So you have a
name with a silent
letter?
SH

Do you want to waste
a question on that?

No. Is it a female
name?
SH

Tss. Yes.

Could have been
unisex for all I know.
It is of Latin origin?
SH

No.

Hebrew?
SH

I see what you’re
doing here. Clever.
But no.

I’m known to not
be all looks and charms.
Does it originate from
the British Isles?
SH

No.

French?
SH

Yes.

Do many women
your age share your
name?
SH

No.

Do you like your
name?
SH

What? Do you want
to ask that?

Yes. I don’t care
too much about my
name.
SH

I like my name.

Good. Does it have
any connection to the
Bible?
SH

Yes.

Not sure that
narrowed it down that
much. Is it a
connection to the NT?
SH

Yes.

I hope it’s not
Mary. Or the French
version thereof.
SH

Why?

You just don’t look
like a Mary.
SH

Thank you?

You’re welcome. Is
the name (or “name”)
mentioned in all four
Gospels?
SH

Yes.

That leaves two
and since I hope it isn’tMarie (and
it would have been
common among
your peers as well) I’m
going to say:
Madeleine.
SH

Sure? If you get it
wrong you’ll not get
a second chance.
Ever.

I’m sure.
SH

You’re right.

Of course I am.
SH

Still bored?

No. I feel a bit
strange though.
SH

How come?

It feels like I
know you for the
first time.
SH

If it helps, you’ll
never figure out
my last name.

Don’t be so sure.
SH

What did you list my number as before?

It has changed
over the years.
SH

Tell me.

No.
SH

Just the last one
then?

It’s embarrassing.
SH

You’re making it
worse.

”A friend”.
SH

Strange. I have
you listed as
the same.

Chapter 4: The Great Game

Summary:

The Great Game told by Sherlock and not!Anthea’s texts.

Notes:

The end of this fic got jossed when ASiB aired, but I didn't feel like changing it.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Are you all right?

You’re fast.
SH


Your flat blew
up!

Technically the
flat across the
street blew up.
Gas leak.
SH


Are you all right?

I’m fine. Please
tell Mycroft.
SH


You tell him.

No.
SH


-x-

Your brother
is on his way
over.

Just wonderful.
First I almost
get blown up and
now this.
SH


Hush.

How much time
do I have before he
gets here?
SH


I’d say three
minutes.

Why didn’t
you warn me
earlier?
SH


Well, he does
pay me.

Then I know
where your loyalty
lies.
SH


Play nice.

Never.
SH


-x-

Why don’t you
ever stop him?
SH


Indulge him.

Hm, no.
SH


It’s a matter of
national security.

So he said.
SH


He has a point.

He never has
a point.
SH


Please? Pretty
please?

What’s in it
for me?
SH


A knighthood?

Just what I
asked Santa
for.
SH


Cute.

Why do you
want me to do it?
SH


National. Security.

Just keep calm
and carry on.
SH


Your Courage,
Your Cheerfulness,
Your Resolution
Will Bring Us Victory!

So you’re our
propaganda minister
now?
SH


You started it, but
yes.

Tragic.
SH


Come on
Sherlock. I know
you're bored.

I’m not.
SH


You’ve been
texting me
obscene
emoticons every
other minute!

YOU!
SH


What?

YOU sent him
here!
SH


I don’t know
what you’re
talking about.

Terrible woman!
And it’s not even
an interesting case.
SH


I was pressed for
time. Best I could
do.

You made it
up?
SH


I might have
exaggerated the
severity when I
informed your
brother about the
situation.

So no national
security?
SH


It might be.

Does Mycroft
know about this?
SH


I don’t think he
does, he was
happy to get
a reason to go
and make sure
you were all right.

I told you to
tell him I was fine.
SH


I don’t take my
orders from you.
And he didn’t
care what I said.

He should
learn to trust.
SH


He trusts me with
his life, but he
trusts neither of
us with yours.

How sweet of
him.
SH


-x-

You’ll enjoy this:
your brother has
a dental appointment
today.

Ha! He hates
dentists.
SH


I know, thank
you for re-informing
me.

I’ve been spending
too much time with
John. I’ve noticed
I’ve started to
state the obvious.
I’m sorry.
SH


It’s fine. I’ll send
you a picture
from the dentist’s
office later.

I’m forever
in your debt.
SH


I’m going to
save that text.

-x-

You gave
Mycroft John’s
number?
SH


You don’t
respond so I
had to do
something.

You’ve admitted
it was just a case
to entertain me.
SH


I’m not going to
tell your brother
that.

And by the way,
you have John’s
number?
SH


I have the Internet.

Ha! You have
it for your
entertainment.
SH


Can you blame
me? He’s a
doctor in uniform.

So?
SH


You’re so sweet
when you’re
innocent.

Would that
make him more
sexually appealing,
for whatever
reason?
SH


Yes, but your
chromosomes are
still hotter. Don’t
worry.

Pfft. Tell Mycroft
I don’t have time.
I only have five
hours left until
the bomb goes off.
SH


Another one?

Isn’t it
wonderful?
SH


No!

-x-

Root canal?
SH


Yes.

Wonderful!
SH


-x-

Guess who just
walked by.

I do not
guess, but...
John Watson.
SH


Yes, your doing?

Of course. I
wanted to
surprise you.
SH


Thank you,
that was sweet.

He is better
without the cane,
right?
SH


Quite!

You have to
make a move
soon! He spends
far too much
time with Sarah.
SH


Stop playing
matchmaker.

Just trying
to help. You
should really
get a divorce.
SH


I like my job,
Sherlock.

You’d like
John too. Even
though he’s a
bit slow.
SH


He’s leaving
now. Your brother
doesn't look
pleased or
convinced.

John was there
for your sake,
not for his.
SH


Find the plans
please.

Boring. Even
an idiot could
do it. Actually, I
might just let an
idiot do it.
SH


Be nice to the
doctor.

-x-

Does the latest
explosion have
anything to do
with what you’re
doing?

It wasn’t my
fault.
SH


It never is, is it?

No, never. I
won.
SH


Not even going
to ask about that.
To confirm:
we haven’t had
two massive gas
explosions in just
a couple of days?

No. Semtex.
Don’t tell Mycroft.
SH


Good, that’s a lot of
taxpayer money saved
if we don’t need
to investigate. I have
to tell your brother.

Why?
SH


Because someone
is running around
blowing things up
with Semtex.

I’ll handle it.
SH


That’s not very
comforting.

John’s upset
with me because of
the latest
explosion.
SH


How come?

I think he
blames me for
not stopping it.
Or for not caring.
SH


I’d guess the
latter.

Would you be
upset about that?
SH


I’m a finger on
the hand that
sends people to
war.

What does
that mean?
SH


That I know how
to not care about
the means when
it justifies the end.

Thank you.
SH


You’re not a
terrible person.

-x-

I’m brilliant!
SH


Sure you are.

Why do
people care
about
astronomy?
SH


It’s fantastic.

Not you too.
SH


-x-

I was wrong.
SH


What was that?
I’m saving that
text as well.

An idiot couldn’t
find the plans, but
he was pretty close.
SH


Be nice to John.

Just for you.
SH


Hush. So you have
the stick?

Yes, but it’s
empty.
SH


Oops.

You knew?
SH


Maybe. You
shouldn't have
opened it.

I’m not
trustworthy.
SH


I know. Bring
it by tomorrow?

Whatever.
SH


-x-

In which
office is my
dear brother
today?
SH


Coming with
the plans,
are we?

No, sorry. Just
me. Which one?
SH


He only has
one office.

Don’t even.
SH


All right. He’s in
that one though..

See you both
in a bit, then.
SH


We’ll see.

-x-

You looked
tired.
SH


I am a bit.

Don’t let
him work you
too hard.
SH


I never do. It’s
the Chinese
market keeping
me up late.

That was a cute
nickname for John.
SH


Haha. You looked
tense.

I was meeting
Mycroft.
SH


More than usual,
I meant. You all right?

Yes. I just
missed something,
and it bugs me.
SH


I’m sure you’ll
figure it out.

I’m sure too.
SH


Humility suits
you so well.

-x-

Show my brother
my website.
SH


Why?

Just do it. Now.
It’s important.
SH


You’re not
going to tell me?

You’re a clever
girl, you’ll figure
it out.
SH


You’re taking the
plans to a pool?

You know the
stick is empty.
Please, tell
Mycroft!
SH


Why don’t you
do it yourself?

I need the
extra time this
will give me.
Please?
SH


I’m on my way.

I don’t know
what I would do
without you.
You’re my best
friend.
SH


Sherlock Holmes,
are you saying
goodbye to me?

Hopefully not.
I have John’s gun.
SH


Where’s John?

With Sarah.
Sorry. Just
show Mycroft.
I’ll be fine.
SH


You’d better!

-x-

Are you all right?

Sherlock?

Answer me! Your
brother left
without me!

[Message undeliverable]

Sherlock!

[Message undeliverable]

Don’t force me
to call you!

[Message undeliverable]

Please….

[Message undeliverable]

Notes:

aaaaand even if I didn't feel like changing it, I wrote an alternative ending in the comments on LJ once upon a time and thought I'd share them:

Still alive. Staying
that way.
SH

What?

I'm staying alive.
SH

Are you high? What
happened?

I have no idea. But
it was quite novel.
SH

Sherlock!

John is writing up the
case on his blog. I won't
spoil the ending.
SH

Sigh.

Chapter 5: Sorry...

Summary:

not!Anthea is not amused by Sherlock's stunt at the pool and he tries to make amends.

Notes:

The reason Sherlock has a new phone is supposed to be because his old one got blown up at the pool. Just smile and play along.

Chapter Text


I hate my
new phone!
SH


You can
always buy
one yourself.
MH


I can’t do
anything with
this phone!
SH


You can text,
evidently.
MH


My brother
the comedian --
he states the
painfully obvious!
SH


Your ways of
thanking me grow
more and more
indirect every
time.
MH


I can’t do
my job with
this phone.
SH


You
underestimate
yourself.
MH


Your trust
in me is
touching.
SH


Buy yourself
a new phone and
stop whining.
MH


-x-

Mycroft said
you should
get me a new
phone.
SH


He did not.

Did too!
SH


I’m not talking
to you.

Technically….
SH


Shut up. I’m
angry
with you.

What did I
do?
SH


You went to
meet a madman
by yourself.

I’m fine,
I promise.
SH


I was
worried.

I’m sorry.
SH


You selfish,
idiotic bastard!

I didn’t
mean to
upset you.
SH


You should
have thought
about that
earlier.

I’m sorry.
SH


I’m not
going to
forgive you.

-x-

Friends?
SH


Yes. Don’t
ever do that
again.

Not going to
promise that.
SH


Idiot.

Would you
rather I lied?
SH


I’d rather you
never did it again.

I’d prefer
not to have
Mycroft
interfering in
my life. Some
things you just
can’t get.
SH


Not the same
thing.

Very similar.
Love my
new phone.
Thank you.
SH


I’ll tell your
brother.

He didn’t
give it to me.
SH


How can
you be so
sure?

Mycroft
wouldn't
download
Scrabble for
me.
SH


Betrayed by
Scrabble….
Must be a
first.

Let’s play?
SH


Get ready
to be
humiliated.

HA!
SH


-x-

Rematch?
SH


You just can’t
get enough,
can you?

Shut up
and accept
the challenge.
SH


-x-

Did you do
something
to my coffee?

No. I’d never
do the same thing
twice. Why?
SH


I suspect it’s
decaf again.

Perhaps Mycroft
is worried about
your blood
pressure?
SH


He should
worry about
his own
bloody blood
pressure.

Bloody blood
pressure? You’re
such a poet.
SH


DECAF.

Don’t yell
at me, young
lady! It wasn’t
me, this time.
SH


Sorry.

Go to a café or
a coffee shop
or a pharmacy.
SH


You’re suggesting
self-medication?

Well, yes.
SH


No thanks. I
see coffee as
an asset.

I'm not
suggesting
shooting
up with a drug of
your choice.
I meant caffeine
tablets.
SH


With you, one
never knows.
I still prefer
coffee though.

Small joys
of life and so
on?
SH


Something like
that.

Then don’t
forget the
dark chocolate.
SH


Some of
your ideas
are wonderful.

Some?
SH


It’s the
closest you’ll
come to a
compliment
for a while, as I am
still upset with
you.

I said I’m sorry.
SH


-x-

Is this your
doing?

I don’t know
what you’re
talking about.
SH


The flowers.

No, not me.
Must be John.
SH


Stop it.

You know
I would if
I wanted to.
SH


You strange,
strange man.

Says the
woman who
works for
Mycroft.
SH


Don’t you
ever grow
tired of that?

I could ask
you the same
thing.
SH


Tell John
thank you
for the flowers,
but they won’t
make me
forgive his
idiotic flatmate
for his idiotic,
self-destructive
behaviour.

Not even
a litte?
SH


Well, maybe
a little bit….

-x-

How’s that
exploding
umbrella
coming along?

Badly. Do
you need
one?
SH


Like an
endothermic
reaction
needs energy.

I love
when you
speak
chemistry
to me.
SH


So that’s a
no on the
exploding
umbrella.

Unfortunately,
but I do know
someone who
does lovely
Semtex vests.
SH


Too soon.

I can give
you an
incriminating
photo from
our childhood?
SH


That’d be
wonderful.

Enjoy.
SH


Ohmygod! That’s
the most
adorable, yet
disturbing,
thing I’ve
ever seen!

Use it during
your next
salary
negotiation.
SH


Definitely.

-x-

Sherlock?

Case. No time.
SH


This is more
important.

Mycroft, give the
phone back to
your PA!
SH


Ha! He could
never work
my phone.

True. So
what's so
important?
SH


I forgive you.

Thank you.
That was more
important than
the case.
SH


Told you.

Chapter 6: Drunk Dialing

Summary:

In June 2011 Anthea is in Japan for business, Japanese style, and in December 2011 Sherlock is in Sweden to get his geek on.

Notes:

My loyal Zedille and I had a lot of trouble with this one. Actually for this one, she needs a promotion, I think the correct term is “co-author”. It wouldn’t be as readable, understandable or funny if it wasn’t for her. So be grateful to her, I am.

Apologies to Crown Prince Naruhito, Prince Carl Philip, Prime Minister Fredrik Reinfeldt, Finance Minister Anders Borg, Håkan Juholt, Nobel laureates Dan Shechtman, Saul Perlmutter, Brian P. Schmidt and Adam G. Riess and Miljöpartiet.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text


Gess were
I am!

Certainly not in
English class.
SH

Funny. Guess!
Youll necer
guess!

Why should
I guess, then?
SH

Because thats
how guessing
works!

Guessing is
for weak
minds. Not to
mention that
I know where
you are.
SH

Orly?

Who are
you and what
have you
done to
Madeleine?
SH

Hi-mi-tsu!

Are you
enjoying
yourself?
SH

YES!

Good.
SH

Come on!
Guess!

Only because
John is boring.
Japan.
SH

More speific.

Sigh. Crown
Prince Naruhito’s
bed?
SH

Ha! That woulkd
lead to war.
Guess again

Didn’t stop
you in Sweden.
SH

Pic or it didnt
happen

I am the world’s
only consulting
detective. And by
the way, I still
haven’t forgiven
you for not
getting me
tickets.
SH

If you guess
better Ill get
you tickets
this year ;)

A winking face?
Really?
SH

Might be abit
tipsy

Understatement,
but go on.
SH

Cutieness is
contagoius. I’ve
never been
this pink in my
lif

Pink?
SH

Yu know,
lite red.

I know
what pink is.
SH

Girly, princess
color And its
all over me .
japanese woman
have an
superpwer
They turns
everthing cute!

Please mind
your language.
SH

Hushg!

No, honestly,
that text hurt
my eyes. How
drunk are you?
SH

Two pitcher
off Gand T. I
love this
cuntry.

I thought
you were on
a business trip.
SH

We are!

Is Mycroft
also indisposed?
SH

I hope so! Hes
in a diferent
room with the
men

How medieval.
SH

Not sexist.
Heiarcahl.

I think the
word you’re
looking for is
“hierarchal”.
SH

Mayhaps

Cute. Now
stop, I prefer
you when sober.
SH

I’m gay .

Really? Beats
being married
to Mycroft.
SH

I like beeing
maried to
mycroft

It’s the
alcohol talking.
SH

ポーニョ
ポーニョ
ポニョ
さかなの子

How’s the
Japanese going?
SH

Bettre then
ever!

How’s the
English coming
along, then?
SH

Hush

I imagine
you're at a
karaoke place.
SH

Havent I said
that already?

No. Now
get me tickets
to the Nobel
banquet.
SH

Ill see what I
cando.

You promised.
SH

I feel sic.

Gin and tonic
can do that.
SH

-x-

Get Madeleine
back to the
hotel.
SH

Who?
MH

Stop it. She’s
not feeling well.
SH

How do
you know that?
MH

Not important.
Take care of her.
SH

I’ll see to it.
MH

Get me
tickets to the
Nobel banquet.
SH

Good night,
Sherlock.
MH

It’s just 14:23
here in the Queen’s
backyard.
SH

I do hope
you're not
really anywhere
near the Queen.
MH

One never
knows. And do step
away from the
umeshu.
SH

-x-

Excited?

If I admit
that, it has to
stay between
us.
SH

Everyone
already knows.

In that case,
yes, I’m excited.
I don’t really
believe it yet.
SH

You do know
that it’s the
most boring
party ever?

They can’t
all be gin and tonic
pitcher parties….
SH

Oh ha ha.
Don’t forget
to put your
phone on silent.

What do you
take me for?
SH

You shouldn’t
bring your
phone at all,
you know.

Says the
woman who’s
glued to hers.
SH

Not the same
thing. Tell me
if you get
bored and
want to play
Scrabble.

Miss me?
SH

I don’t see
how your
being in Sweden
affects our
communicating
at all.

It’s more
expensive this
way.
SH

Neither of us
pays our phone
bill ourselves.

Touché.
Now stop
texting me.
It’s time to
get seated.
SH

Have a
wonderful
evening.

Thank you,
I will.
SH

-x-

The prince
is good-looking.
I can see why you
went there.
SH

Excuse me?

Pretty sure
he would match
all the pink from
Yokohama.
SH

Kawasaki,
but what?

The pink,
drunk version of
you would
look nice next
to the prince.
SH

I take it dinner
is over?

Yes. I’m
getting
Shechtman’s
autograph.
SH

Who’s the cute
one now?

I don’t know
what you’re
talking about.
SH

You’re like the
captain of
Team
Edward at
a Twilight
convention.

You know I
don't care
about sports.
SH

Not even you
could miss that
reference.

I wish I could.
SH

Don’t stalk the
poor man.

He signed
‘The microstructure
of rapidly
solidified Al6Mn’
for me!
SH

You mean
the article
you printed
in the hotel
lobby?

How else
would I get a
copy of a
27-year-old
article for
him to sign?
SH

Did you
take a picture
of the two
of you with
your phone
as well?

No.
SH

Ha! You did
too!

We talked
about the
interface
between
crystals and
liquids, and the
grooves that
aid nucleation.
SH

You lost me,
but I’m happy
you’re happy.

I’m not happy.
I am on fire!
SH

Scary.

No.
SH

Have some
champagne
and dance.

I find
these people
fascinating.
SH

Keep your
deductions
to yourself.

The Prime
Minister is
clearly suffering
from feelings of
inferiority
because
the Finance
Minister can
grow a ponytail
and he can’t.
SH

Play nice.

I’m not the
one manipulating
the system to
get more
housing benefits.
SH

Whatever you
do, don’t start
a discussion
about
government
benefits.

He should
have bought
Swiss chocolate
instead.
SH

Your
brother says,
and I quote:
“Remind
him I can’t
get him out
of prison in
Sweden.”

Tell him
to stick
something
somewhere.
SH

No. Just stay
out of trouble.

My theory
that the Physics
laureates were
overcompensating
for something
seems to be
incorrect.
SH

What?

Please. Three
men getting
awarded for
studying expansion?
Don’t tell me
the thought didn’t
cross your mind.
SH

It didn’t.

I don’t believe
you, but I was
incorrect.
At least
two of them
are very well
endowed .
SH

I don’t want
to know how
you found that
out.

Choosing a
weed as the
symbol of your
political party
feels like a
strange
statement.
SH

How much
champagne
have you had?

There’s a duck
in the corner .
SH

What ELSE
have you had?

Sherlock?

-x-

Dr Watson, why
isn't Mr Holmes
answering?

Let’s just say he’s
lost his phone
privileges. Who’s
asking?

The other Mr
Holmes’ assistant.

Tell Mycroft I’m
taking Sherlock
back to the hotel
now.

He’s not the
one asking. Is
he all right?

Yes. Don’t worry,
everything is fine.

Thank you. I hope
you had a pleasant
evening.

Yes, thank you. It
was extraordinary. A
once-in-a-lifetime
thing. At least I
hope so.

That can be
arranged.

Notes:

The Swedish Prince Carl Philip dressed for the Nobel Awards Ceremony  

Dan Shechtman won the Nobel in Chemistry this year for the discovery of quasicrystals. In 1984, he wrote the article The microstructure of rapidly solidified Al6Mn that Sherlock wanted him to sign. It describes the discovery for which he was rewarded the Medal.

The Prime Minister (left, bald) and Finance Minister (right, with the ponytail) of Sweden

To make a long story short about the housing benefits and the chocolate: the man who was the leader of the Swedish Social Democratic Workers’ Party when this chapter was written had failed to fill out his forms correctly and received far more benefits than he should have. Although this was one of the larger political scandals in the Social Democrats’ history, he didn’t step down. His predecessor will forever be remembered for buying Toblerone (among other things) with taxpayer money even before she became the party leader.

This year (2011), the Nobel Prize in Physics was given to Perlmutter, Schmidt and Riess for the discovery of the accelerating expansion of the universe through observations of distant supernovae. I know nothing about the size of their “equipment”.

The symbol of Sweden’s Miljöpariet de Gröna party (the Green Party, literally The Environmental Party the Greens) is a dandelion. I am aware of the double meaning of the word weed.

I don’t know if there is a duck in the corner of Gyllene salen, where the party continues after the banquet.

EDIT 2015-07-11: I do know that there are no duck in any corner of Gyllene salen! I looked very closely at all of them. I don't even think there was a duck anywhere. There was a headless St Erik and a female Carl Michael Bellman, but no ducks!

Chapter 7: Christmas Special

Summary:

Not!Anthea manages Christmas in the same way she helps run the country - efficiently and manipulatively.

Notes:

Sadly, this got jossed by ASiB. Just pretend you read this in December 2011 and not after January 2012 and it'll all be fine.

Extra big thanks to Zedille when it comes to this one since she saved it from moving too fast in the wrong direction.

Chapter Text



Is it within your
power to cancel
Christmas?
SH


Didn’t we
have this
conversation
last year?

And the year
before that.

Yes, and the
result was always
disappointing.
SH


I’m sorry to
say that I
haven’t been
promoted
to manage
religious holidays
yet.

Christmas is
hardly a religious
holiday.
SH


True.

So?
SH


Sorry, the
economy needs
the Christmas
shopping season.

Don’t blame
your incompetence
on the economy.
SH


Someone just
got moved
to the naughty
list.

So you’re filling
in for Father
Christmas now?
SH


No. I’m
his assistant.

Are you
saying Mycroft
is Santa? Because
I know that’s
not true.
SH


You do?

Yes, because
no matter what
fairy tale you
believe, Santa
Claus never
lived in London.
SH


Maybe that’s
what we want
you to think.

This is the strangest
conspiracy theory
I’ve ever heard of.
SH


I am the peacetime
propaganda minister,
remember?

Then use
your powers
for good and
cancel Christmas.
SH


What’s the magic
word?

Please.
SH


Sorry, the word
I was looking
for was ‘evanesco’.
Christmas is still on.

Now you’re just
being ridiculous.
SH


And you aren’t?

Would it surprise
you if I told you I’m
bored?
SH


Not at all, Sherlock.

-x-

Do I need
to get John a
Christmas
present?


Yes.

I figured. What
should I get him?
SH


That depends.

On what?
SH


On whether you’ve
fucked yet or not.

How vulgar.
SH


Oh, don’t be
such a prude!

I’m not a prude,
but you’re rather
crude.
SH


What a nice little
poem.

Yes, I do spend
my free time
butchering limericks
and haikus.
SH


I must say,
you do it well.

Thank you. What
should I get John?
SH


Well, have you
fucked yet?

Sorry, have you
made love yet?

I don’t see
why we ever
would.
SH


Oh, Sherlock.

Don’t ‘Oh,
Sherlock’ me.
I’d never take
him from you.
SH


I wish you would.

Why?
SH


Wouldn’t it
be wonderful
if one of us
weren’t married
to their work?

Have I missed
something? I
thought we
both liked our
marriages.
SH


I do.

I do too.
SH


Get John a
new kettle.

He has a kettle.
SH


You can always
blow it up
before Christmas.

That is a
possibility.
Thank you.
SH


You’re welcome.
Buy a new mug
as well.

-x-

What should
I get you from
your brother
this year?

Peace on
earth.
SH


Are you high?

Yes.
SH


Really?

Of course not.
SH


Are you sure?

Yes. John
makes sure of
it.
SH


I’ll arrange that
your brother
gets him
something nice.

That won’t be
necessary.
SH


Yes, it will. Do you
want anything
besides world peace?

There is this
scanning electron
microscope….
SH


How much?

That depends.
SH


That sounds
expensive.

The one I’m
looking at is
£ 57.000.
SH


That’s not
happening.

There are
cheaper ones.
SH


I have a feeling
we can’t fit any
of those into
our budget either.

Perhaps Bart’s
could get one?
SH


More plausible,
but don’t count
on it.

A private box
at the Royal Albert
Hall will be fine.
SH


That’s what I’ve
been getting you from
your brother since
I started. Where
is your originality?

But I like my box.
SH


Fine.

-x-

I got your gift
today. Thank you.

You’re welcome.
Don’t open it
until Christmas.
SH


That’s what you
do. Not me.

I don’t know
what you’re
talking about.
SH


-x-

Do you want
me to buy a
gift from you
for your brother?

No, thank you.
I’m managing on
my own this year.
SH


Is John forcing
you?

Yes.
SH


What are you
getting him?

An exploding
umbrella.
SH


-x-

I kissed John.
SH


That’s all I wanted
for Christmas!

That’s quite sad,
but don’t get your
hopes up. Mrs
Hudson put
up some mistletoe,
and who are we
to refuse her?
SH


Oh, Sherlock. You
sentimental ball
of fluffy Christmas
spirit.

Be quiet.
SH


For that, I think I’ll
get Mrs Hudson
a pair of diamond
earrings.

She’d prefer
a necklace.
SH


Maybe you should
buy her a necklace
then.

John has taken
care of that.
SH


That man is
amazing.

Quite.
SH


Kiss him again.

Don’t get
carried away.
SH


-x-

I’ve blown up
the kettle now.
SH


God. That wasn’t
a serious suggestion.

Nevertheless, it
worked very well.
He suspects nothing.
SH


I feel I need to
apologise to John.

-x-

Your brother
wants to know
if he should add
your name on
the gift he
bought for your
parents.

Did he buy it,
or did you buy it?
SH


He wants to know if
I should add your
name on the
gift I bought
after he picked
it out.

That sounds
more believable.
SH


Shall I add
your name?

If you do,
does it mean I
agree to spend
Christmas
with them?
SH


You’ll have to do
that anyway.

I’m a grown
man!
SH


So?

Fine. Put my
name on the gift.
SH


Done. The car
will pick you
up at 17:15 on
the 23rd.

No.
SH


Yes.

No.
SH


You know I’ll
win.

I promised
John I’d spend
Christmas Eve
with him.
SH


The car will
pick you up
early on the
25th.

-x-

You’re not
spending
today with John,
are you?

No, I’m sorry.
He’s with Harry.
SH


I’m going to
get you, Sherlock
Holmes! No one
who fools me goes
unpunished.

Are you going to
tell on me?
SH


No, that would be
too easy.

I have to spend
three days with
my family. That is
punishment
enough.
SH


Don’t be too sure.

How was your
flight?
SH


The in-flight WiFi
made it far less
relaxing than usual.

You love working.
SH


I do.

Don’t forget to
use sunblock.
SH


Worried I’ll get
melanoma?

Well, yes. I’m
sure you have the
statistics on
melanoma in
Australia.
SH


I do. We English
are not built for
that much sun,
are we?

No. Use sunblock.
SH


I will.

That’s all I’m
asking.
SH


-x-

Merry Christmas.

No, it’s not.
SH


Cheer up.

Not likely.
SH


Full of Christmas
spirit, aren’t we?

I’m a bubbling
bundle of joy.
SH


As always.

Drinking umbrella
drinks on the beach?
SH


Close. White wine on
a roof terrace.
Christmasy, isn't it?

Not really. More
than what I’m doing
though.
SH


I’m sure it’s not
that bad.

I’m sure you’re wrong.
SH


I’m never wrong.

-x-

Are you trying
to tell me
something?
SH


Opened the gift,
have we?

Yes.
SH


Do you like it?

That depends.
SH


On what?

On what you are
trying to tell me.
SH


Oh, Sherlock. Isn’t
it obvious?

Not really.
SH


You need to
practise. I’m
getting tired of
winning.

Don’t be absurd.
SH


I’m never absurd,
I’m always fabulous.
I like the brooch, by the
way.

Have you figured
out that you can open
it?
SH


Yes, of course. How
could I have
missed that?
Nothing says
Merry Christmas
like a secret place to
put poison.

I would
recommend
powders
over liquids.
SH


Isn’t this
redundant, since
you gave him
an exploding
umbrella?

It gave him
non-explosive
cufflinks. This
was my back-up
plan.
SH


Sneaky.

I guess you could
keep a caffeine pill
there, if you don’t
want to kill Mycroft.
SH


I don’t think it’s
big enough.

It is. I’ve checked.
SH


You’re sweet, in
your own odd way.

You too, I guess.
SH


You guess? You
never guess.

Are you being
difficult on purpose?
SH


Always. Now, take
the Scrabble I got
you, and go play
with your brother.

That would just
make your Christmas,
wouldn’t it?
SH


It would.

Chapter 8: New Year's Special

Summary:

Same procedure as every year.

Notes:

This one managed to be jossed as well. Pretend you read it in 2011 and it will all be fine.

Chapter Text


Any New Year’s
resolutions?

Of course not.
SH


I should have
known.

Yes, you should
have.
SH


I blame jetlag.

Still?
SH


No, but that’s
the best excuse
I can come up
with right now.

Spending time
Down Under
has made you
soft. Or slow.
SH


Hush.

We can always
blame Mycroft….
SH


That’s too easy.

But so much fun.
SH


-x-

I hate winters
in London.

Would it be
better anywhere
else in the
Queendom?
SH


It’s still a kingdom,
even if we don’t
have a king at the
moment.

I find that
rather sexist.
Don’t you?
SH


Not really, no.
A queendom
with a king would
remain a
queendom, just
as our kingdom
remains a kingdom
even with Her
Majesty on the
throne.

Thank you for
that bit of
unnecessary
knowledge.
SH


Knowledge
about language
usage and forms
of government are
never unnecessary.

You’re very
wordy today.
SH


Thank you for
noticing.

You’re very
welcome.
SH


I still hate winters
in London.

I don’t know,
it has its moments.
SH


You mean rain,
cold and darkness?

You’d prefer
that it snow?
SH


God, no. Running
the city is hard
enough already.
Don’t even joke
about things
like snow.

You know, snow
can be rather
romantic.
SH


Romantic?

Yes, well, please
keep that
information to
yourself.
SH


Is there something
you're not telling me?
Are you keeping
secrets from
me, Sherlock?

No. Keeping
secrets is your
job, not mine.
SH


Among other
things. I spend
quite some time
revealing other
people’s secrets
as well.

No, that’s my
job. Stop being
greedy.
SH


I blame the rain.

-x-

Here you go, I
made it snow.
Just for you.

I’m not sure
it counts if it
doesn’t stay
on the ground.
SH


That’s ungrateful.
Do you have any
idea how hard it
is to make it snow
in London with
global warming?

Yes, I’m sure
it kept you up
all night.
SH


Just go out and
enjoy the snow
with John.

Why would I
do that?
SH


Because you
think it’s
romantic?

I don’t want
to be romantic
with John.
SH


That’s too bad.

Thank you
for the snow
though. I like it.
SH


-x-

What’s this
year's fireworks
budget?
SH


Not sure, but
I’m sure you
won’t be
disappointed.

I wanted to
be a pyrotechnic
engineer when I
was a child.
SH


For fireworks?
That’s so sweet!
You’ve never
told me that.

The manufacturing
of fireworks is
quite a fascinating
chemical process.
SH


I’ve never thought
about them that way.

Few people do.
It’s a fine art with a
long history.
SH


I’m surprised
that you haven’t
managed that
exploding umbrella
yet, if pyrotechnics
is such an interest
of yours.

If I wanted
Mycroft to go up
in a rain of
sparkling stars….
SH


Admit it, you’re
as protective of
him as he is of
you.

Not wasting my
time trying to kill
him makes me an
over-protective
nutcase?
SH


Yes. Especially
the nutcase
part is spot-on.

Maybe you’re
the one who
should get the
umbrella?
SH


I’ve always
imagined my
last moments
in a rain of
sparkling stars.

Would you
prefer silver or gold?
SH


Dealer’s choice.

Silver, then.
SH


Care to
explain
why?

Not much to
explain. Silver
suits you better.
SH


Gold doesn’t
suit me?

Gold in fireworks is
made of charcoal
and iron, the silver
of aluminium or
titanium. Ergo:
silver suits you better.
SH


Your compliments
are always so
complex.

My compliments
are never
compliments.
They are simply
observations.
SH


Then your
observations
are complex.

Yes, that’s my
job. I wouldn’t
be any good at
it if all I saw were
new shirts or
haircuts,
would I?
SH


True.

So, silver
would suit you
better than gold,
because it doesn’t
involve charcoal.
SH


I understood the first
time.Please
don’t kill me with
an exploding
umbrella.

I would never
do that. We’ll
make it rain
silver over you
in some other
way.
SH


I think I can
manage without,
but thank you
anyway.

-x-

Where are you
watching the
fireworks from
this year?

The same spot
as always.
SH


Is John with you?

No. He’s out
with his friends
from uni again.
Where are you?
SH


In your brother’s
official office.

Not still working,
I hope?
SH


No, I’m taking
a break. The view
is wonderful. With
recent events
in North Korea
I’m always
working.

Is Mycroft there
with you?
SH


No, he had to
rush over to
Foreign Office.
So we’re
both alone this
year.

Seems like it, yes,
but you can’t
make me believe
Mycroft rushed
anywhere. Waddled,
maybe.
SH


Don’t be like that.
You’re not cold,
are you?

No, I’ve
borrowed one
of John’s
jumpers.
SH


Is he aware
that you've
borrowed it?

No.
SH


Then you can't
call it ‘borrowing’.

He doesn’t
mind, he’ll be
glad I’ve taken
precautions against
pneumonia.
SH


He and I both.

Why does
everyone act as
if I can’t take
care of myself?
SH


Call it experience.

I don’t know
what you’re
talking about.
SH


I’ll explain when
you’re a bit older.

I’m older than you.
SH


You just have my
word for that. You
really shouldn’t
trust me.

Who says I do?
SH


Oh! It’s starting!

Yes, I noticed.
SH


The bell always gives
me goose bumps.

Happy New Year.
SH


Happy New Year.

And just so you
know— you're not
alone.
SH

Chapter 9: The Big Question

Summary:

The big question is, how can not!Anthea work for Mycroft?

Notes:

These texts are sent sometime between the start of their friendship and that diffuse time post-pool, pre-Irene.

Chapter Text


How can you
work for my
brother?
SH


Have you seen
his umbrella?

Yes.
SH


Then I don’t see
why you’re
asking me that.

Excuse me
while I poke my
eyes out with a
knitting needle.
SH


You don’t knit.

Mrs Hudson does.
SH


What has he done
this time?

Raised the import
taxes on fish
collagen.
SH


It’s not the taxes
as much as the
price itself that
has gone up.

But the taxes
have gone up.
SH


Yes. Would you like
me to bore you
with the details?

No, I want you
to make the price
go down again.
SH


And I wanted a
pony when I was
seven. We all
had vain hopes
and dreams when
we were young.

I’m older than you.
SH


I still can’t believe
you trust me on
that one.

I don’t trust you.
SH


Clever boy.

-x-

How can you
work for that
man?
SH


The benefits
are wonderful.

Liar. No
government
employee
has benefits
good enough to
make up for
having Mycroft
as a boss.
SH


What can I say?
I have a soft
spot for black
cars with tinted
windows.

Feeling silly
today, are we?
SH


Only when
talking to you.

I’m honoured.
SH


You bring out
the worst in me.

So you’ll make
him stop
screening my
cases, then?
SH


Oh, he’s not
the one doing
that.

Et tu, Madeleine?
SH


Always with the
drama. What is
it with the two
of you?

Don’t compare
me to Mycroft.
SH


It’s very hard
not to.

Try.
SH


No.

At least stop
screening my
cases!
SH


What do you say?

Stop screening
my cases, please.
SH


I’ll think about it.

You’re terrible.
SH


-x-

How can you
work for that
man?
SH


What’s he
done now?

Oh, don’t play
dumb. You know
exactly what he’s
done.
SH


I know a lot
of things he’s
done, but I’m
not sure which
one you’re upset
about right now.

Just make him
stop. He’s ruining
everything.
SH


Sherlock, I might
have superpowers,
but I can’t read
your mind through
text messages.

Just make him
stop sticking his
nose where it
doesn’t belong.
SH


His nose belongs
everywhere.

The nightmares
that image will
cause….
SH


I don’t know, I
find the thought
rather amusing.

From time to time,
your sense of
humour baffles
me.
SH


It’s just one of
the many things
about me that
intrigue you.

I find nothing
about you even
remotely interesting.
SH


I never thought
the day would
come when I’d
suggest you
should take
lessons in lying
from John. Now
I actually think
you could learn a
thing or two.

So you can
tell when I’m
lying, but you can’t
read my mind?
SH


Yes. It was such
an obvious lie.
Everything about
me is interesting.

Hardly.
SH


-x-

How can you
work for that
man?
SH


The decision is
final, Sherlock.
You’re going to
your mother’s
birthday party.

Oh, we’ll see
about that.
SH


The two of you
have bought a
hideous crystal
vase.

I’m sure she’ll
love it. Did you
sign the card for
us too?
SH


Of course. Your mother
has truly terrible taste.

Especially in men.
SH


Then we have that
in common.

Our father was
much worse than
Mycroft.
SH


I wasn’t referring
to your brother.

That’s something,
at least.
SH


The car will pick
you up at 11:15.

No, it won’t.
SH


You’re so cute when
you think you
have a choice.

-x-

How can you
work for that
man?
SH


Some people
start with ‘hello’.

Those people
are stupid.
SH


Polite doesn’t
necessarily mean
stupid.

Most social
rituals are there
to hide people’s
shortcomings.
SH


Saying ‘hello’ is not
one of those.

Fine.
SH


Hello. Lovely
weather, isn’t it?
Please tell my
brother that he can’t
reduce funding for
the winter shelters.
Sincerely yours,
Sherlock Holmes.


Not all the evil in
the world comes
from your brother.

This does.
SH


No, Sherlock, it
does not.

Is there
something he
could do about
it, then?
SH


No, I’m sorry.

Not as sorry as
the homeless will be.
SH


-x-

How can you
work for that
man?
SH


Would you like
me to make a list?

No, thank you.
I’m sure it
would just be
frustrating to
read about
your stupidity.
SH


Then stop asking
that question!

-x-

How can you
work for that
man?
SH


I’ve started to
wonder if there’s
a secret message
in that text.

There isn’t.
SH


We’re still in
Brussels, so
whatever it is,
your brother can’t
be responsible.

Oh, it was a
real question
this time. I’m
bored.
SH


You? Bored?
No, that can’t be.

Your sarcasm is
not amusing.
SH


I think so, and
you know I can’t
talk about my
job.

Indulge me.
SH


I always indulge
you, Sherlock.

So, why do
you work for
Mycroft?
SH


Don’t be jealous.
Your chromosomes
are still hotter.

I’m not jealous.
SH


Why do you
want to know,
then?

Is it so hard
to believe that
I’d like to know
about the start
of my friend’s
insanity?
SH


Not when you’re
bored, no.

Well, then.
SH


Isn’t it obvious
why I work
for your brother?

No, I think it’s
irrational.
SH


You know how
you feel about
a really clever
serial killer?

Of course.
SH


That’s how I
feel about
complex logistical
systems. And
economic
planning. And
political intrigue.

And people call
me a freak.
SH


Hush.

I get it though.
You're as insane
as he is.
SH


We share a lot
of ideas and
concerns, yes.

How did you
meet him?
SH


Usual way: girl
gets amazing
internship after
uni and impresses
boy with her work
during the Dublin riots.

And he just gave
you the job?
SH


No, he got me a
job in Frankfurt.

As a test?
SH


Of course.

I thought he’d
pick Brussels for
that sort of thing.
SH


Oh, that was the
second test. He’s
rather picky.

You seem to
have passed.
SH


Of course. I’m
that good.

Or just that
insane.
SH


Hush.

-x-

How can you
work for that
man?
SH


He brought you
into my life.

That shut you
up, didn’t it?

No, it didn’t.
SH


So you didn’t
answer for 20
minutes because
you and John
were snogging
on the sofa?

Don’t be absurd.
SH


You know I’m never
absurd. Silly, maybe.

Then don’t be silly.
SH


If I am, it’s your fault.
Still, you’re one of
the best things about
this job.

You’re one of the
best things about
Mycroft.
SH


Oh, so there are
other good things
then?

No. I guess you’re
the only good thing
about my brother.
SH


Oh, hush.

Chapter 10: A Scandal in Belgravia

Summary:

A Scandal in Belgravia told by Sherlock's and not!Anthea's texts.

Notes:

This is starting to get hard, AO3 won't let me use more fonts.

Chapter Text

Life is just too
good right now.

Shut up.
SH

A deerstalker!

I said, shut up.
SH

And I’m
ignoring that.

Do you have any
idea how hard
it is to work
when everyone
recognises me?
SH

Do you have any
idea how hard it
is for ME to work
when I can’t take
my eyes of this
adorable picture
of you in a
deerstalker?

Grow up!
SH

-x-

I hate people.
SH

What have they
done now?

They want me to
investigate things that
not even the police
could screw up.
SH

It’s the price of fame.

I never wanted
fame.
SH

You did too.

It’s all John’s
fault. He should
have to take the
boring cases.
SH

Sure, he’ll agree
to that.

Do you think so?
SH

No.

We should have
a rating system.
SH

You work on that.

You won’t help me?
SH

This is something
between you and
your boyfriend.

John is not my
boyfriend.
SH

Of course he isn’t.

This is tedious.
SH

You should see
this website
your brother
wants me to
look into. It’s
quite stimulating.

Not John’s blog,
I hope?
SH

No, though your
brother is almost as
annoyed about it
as you are.

Can’t he have
it shut down?
SH

‘British government
shuts down popular
blog due to disturbing
content.’ Yes, that’s
a headline we want
to see.

I’ll just have to
do it myself, then.
SH

Have fun!

-x-

You deleted your
analyses of tobacco
ash?

Yes.
SH

Pity.

You read it?
SH

Yes.

-x-

Where are you?

Bed.
SH

Ah, the life of the
self-employed.

I would support
you fully if you
decided to quit and
start your own
business.
SH

Where did John go?

Kindly spend our
tax revenue on
something other
than monitoring
my flat.
SH

Where’s John?

I thought you
were over your
obsession with
him.
SH

Doctor in uniform,
Sherlock, a girl
never gets over that.

I thought he
was Mycroft’s
boytoy?
SH

No, that’s Detective
Inspector Lestrade.

Your horror
stories are better
than Stephen King’s.
SH

Some things just
write themselves.
Where is John?

On his way to
a crime scene.
SH

Without you?

Boring case. A six.
SH

A six?

Our new rating
system. He takes
everything less than
a seven.
SH

He agreed to that?

I think I would
have noticed if
he disagreed.
SH

What’s the case?

I’m sure that my
brother's new toy
could get you a file
or something.
SH

Or you could tell me.

Why do you
want to know?
SH

I need to know
where to pick
him up.

I don’t have the
exact coordinates.
DI Carter is on the
case. Dead hiker.
SH

Thank you. Then I think
we need a helicopter.

I’m not sure if
that’s more amusing
or disturbing.
SH

You don’t have to
decide right now.

How magnanimous
of you.
SH

I know.

I should get out
of bed.
SH

You probably should.
And get dressed.

Why?
SH

Oh, just some
friendly advice.

-x-

How old are you?

He started it.
SH

Behave. Or I’ll
tell him about the
ashtray.

I’m taking the
case, isn’t that
enough?
SH

If you find the
pictures, will you
show me?

If?
SH

Sorry, when.

You could
find better lesbian
porn if you hacked
John’s computer.
SH

I’m sure I have
better lesbian
porn on my phone.
That’s not why I
want to see them.

I think I’ll show
my brother these
texts.
SH

You would never.

No, I wouldn’t.
Now, stop disturbing
me, I have royal
pornography to
hunt down.
SH

Good luck.

I don’t need luck.
SH

-x-

Dr Watson, he’s
not answering.
Is he all right?

Are we talking about the drugs or the Americans?

Sorry about that.

You’re sorry? Well, that makes it all fine!

I apologise. Is
Sherlock all right?

They held a GUN to my head!

Mr Holmes is
handling it.

Fuck off.

Please, Dr Watson.
Is he all right?

He will be.

Again, we do
apologise. We
never anticipated
this.

-x-

Tell my brother
that this is the
last time I do
anything for him.
SH

John has already
expressed his
concerns.

Concerns? Those
imbecilic Americans
held a gun to his
head and threatened
to shoot him!
SH

I’m sorry.

No.
SH

What do you
want me to do?

There is nothing
you can do.
SH

I’m sorry, Sherlock.
Don’t you think
we'd have told you
if we knew?

No.
SH

I’m sorry.

-x-

Are you going
to be angry
with me forever?

I’m not angry.
That would be a
waste of energy.
SH

Are you ever
going to forgive
me?

Time will tell.
SH

I’m sorry.

They held a gun
to John’s head.
Sorry is not
enough.
SH

I know.

They would have
killed him if I’d
got it wrong.
SH

You don’t get
things wrong.

What if I had?
SH

You didn’t.

What if I had?
SH

God, I’m sorry,
Sherlock.

Withholding
information is
something I
expected from
Mycroft.
SH

I didn’t know
they would be
there! You have
to believe me.

I don’t have
to do anything.
SH

-x-

You can’t ask Santa
for “a nice juicy
murder”.

Reading John’s
blog, are we?
SH

Getting the report
from the police.

But yes.

Please stop.
SH

You’re still getting
texts from Ms
Adler?

That is none of
your business.
SH

She blackmailed
the Royal Family.

I’d hardly call it
blackmail.
SH

You shouldn’t be
in contact with her.

Jealous?
SH

No.

Worry about
controlling the
foreign assassins
you allow to run
wild in our streets,
instead of caring
about who I get
texts from.
SH

Fine.

I swear, you’re
getting more
and more like
Mycroft.
SH

-x-

What do you
want from your
brother for
Christmas?

Privacy.
SH

What do you
want from me?

The same?
SH

Fine.

-x-

Was it her?

He made a positive
identification.
MH

How is he?

He has John.
MH

-x-

I’m sorry, Sherlock.

Why? Has an
American held
a gun to John’s
head again?
SH

Are you all right?

John messed up
my sock index.
SH

-x-

Is he all right?

No.

Did you find
anything?

No.

His Victorian
stationary box
has a false
bottom.

Damn. How did you know?

His brother has
one like it.

Dare I ask what he keeps there?

Chocolate.

Better than this.

Yes. Take care
of him.

I try.

-x-

Sherlock?

No.
SH

-x-

Are you all right?

-x-

Is he all right?

I don’t know.

Take care of him.

Of course.

Thank you.

-x-

How could you
let this happen?
SH

What? What
happened?

You’re supposed
to watch our flat!
SH

You asked us to
stop. What
happened?

You never listen!
Your CIA thugs
attacked Mrs
Hudson!
SH

Oh, God! Is she all
right?

Yes, no thanks
to you. Why are
they still in the
country?
SH

I’m sorry, I can’t
tell you that.

You owe me that
explanation.
SH

I can’t.

Gun to John’s
head. Attacked
Mrs Hudson. Tell
me why they are
here.
SH

I’m sorry.

-x-

Ms Adler is
still alive?

Stop reading
John’s blog.
SH

Are you all right?

Stop asking that
question.
SH

Answer it!

Get rid of the
CIA agents.
SH

-x-

Ms Adler, leave
Mr Holmes alone.


Which one?

Preferably both.


Pick one.

Sherlock.


How sweet.
Jealous?

-x-

She’s here.
SH

Be careful.

Are the CIA
agents gone?
SH

No.

Then she stays.
SH

Do you tell me
these things
just to
upset me?

I don’t know.
Maybe.
SH

Be careful.

-x-

He’s not angry
with you.

I’m angry with
myself.
SH

It’s not completely your
fault. If I’d told you
what was going
on, this would never
have happened.

I should have
figured it out.
SH

If I’d just seduced
you first, this would
never have happened.

Yes, you’re right.
This is all your fault.
SH

I’m sorry I didn’t
tell you everything.

I’m sorry I
compared you
to Mycroft.
SH

Friends again?

Friends.
SH

-x-

I have something
you might be
interested in.

Oh?
SH

She’s being held
captive in Karachi.

Keeping track of
The Woman, are we?
SH

After what she
did to you and your
brother, of course I am.

That’s a bit
overprotective,
don't you think?
SH

No.

So this is the
end for Ms Adler.
SH

If you’d like to
change that, I
have plane
tickets and a
false passport
for you. Though I’d
advise against it.

Does Mycroft know?
SH

Yes.

Does he approve?
SH

Not entirely.

Can you make sure
John doesn’t find out?
SH

I’ll see to that.

Thank you.
SH

Be careful.

Of course.
SH

-x-

It went well.
SH

‘British government
saves woman
screwing Royal
Family over.’

We’ll keep that
out of the papers.
SH

Thank you.

-x-

John is truly
terrible at lying.
SH

Give him credit
for even trying.

He should know
better than to try
to lie to me.
SH

He loves you and
wants to protect
you.

I thought that
was your job.
SH

My job involves
filling planes with
dead bodies and
rescuing terrorists
from terrorists.

So the love and
protection are
delegated to John?
SH

No, those are my
hobbies.

It’s better than
philately.
SH

Hush.

Chapter 11: Smokin'

Summary:

As the self-appointed peacetime propaganda minister of the UK not!Anthea tries to make Sherlock understand that smoking is bad for his health.

Notes:

Sorry it took so long to update this story. It has been waiting in the pipe for Eating us alive, again… to end and for me to figure out the in-verse TRF. And I don't know when I said it last, but everyone should take some time to thank Zedille for the works she does on this series.

These texts are sent sometime between the beginning of their friendship right up to the days before HOUNDS.

(If it's not too much to ask, pretend that it's Jim Carrey in The Mask who says "Smokin' " ;) )

Chapter Text

Smoking kills.

Perhaps I’m suicidal.
SH

No, you admire
yourself too much.

It’s easy to admire
me.
SH

I think you’re
confusing yourself
with me.

Hardly.
SH

-x-

You’re making
smoking indoors
illegal in order to
make me quit?
SH

Yes, everything
the government
does revolves
around you.

Oh, ha ha.
SH

Run out of
arguments
already? I’m a
bit disappointed.

Shut up.
SH

You know, this
might be a good
time to consider
quitting.

See! It’s not
paranoia when
it’s true.
SH

In your case Big
Brother is always
watching, isn’t he?

You’ve wanted to use
that for a while,
haven’t you?
SH

Since the first
time I texted you.

Glad we got it
out of the way,
then.
SH

-x-

Smoking can make
you impotent.

That wouldn’t be
the worst thing
in the world.
SH

You don’t want
to have children?

Certainly not.
Not that being
impotent would
prevent me from
fathering a child.
SH

It would make it
harder though.

Pun intended?
SH

Not really. Why
don't you want
children?

Why should I
want children?
SH

I don’t know.

See, there is no
logical reason to
want children. Do
you want children?
SH

Yes. Someday.

Why?
SH

Would you think
less of me if I said
‘because’?

So, no other
reasons besides
biology and social
pressure?
SH

No.

That doesn’t make
me think less of
you. Your inability
to verbalise it might,
though.
SH

Hush.

-x-

Nicotine patches
for Christmas?
Really?
SH

You’re welcome!

I’m not thanking you.
SH

You should. You’ll
live longer.

If I thank you?
SH

Yes. And if you
don't smoke.

I don’t know which
sounds less
appealing.
SH

-x-

I can fit four
patches on
my forearm.
SH

That can’t be
healthy.

84 mg of nicotine
won't kill me.
SH

It might! Take
them off!

No. The clarity
is amazing.
SH

Are you high?

No, but two more
patches and I
might get there.
SH

This was not how
I meant for the
patches to be used.

Why haven’t I
done this earlier?
It’s much more
efficient.
SH

Remove the
patches!

You’d rather have
me smoking?
SH

No!

Make up your mind.
SH

Stop. Using. Nicotine.

I need it for
my work.
SH

You really don’t.

I really do.
SH

-x-

Have you ever
smoked anything
other than cigarettes?

No.
SH

If I promise not to
tell your brother,
would that change
your answer?

Yes.
SH

What have you
smoked?

I honestly can’t say.
SH

That’s rather
disturbing.

It’s not like it’s
cocaine.
SH

You say that far
too casually.

Those cigarettes
are looking pretty
good now, aren’t
they?
SH

Yes, but stop that too.

I don’t smoke
any more.
SH

Really?

Really. I just
use the patches.
Far more efficient.
SH

Sherlock….

-x-

It was a mistake
to move in with
a doctor.
SH

Does he obstruct
your self-abusing
lifestyle?

Yes.
SH

Good for him!

But not for me.
SH

Yes, it’s good for
you too.

I need the nicotine
so I can think.
SH

No you don’t.

If I put patches
under my shirt,
he won’t see them.
SH

I’ll tell on you.

Then I’ll just
have to put them
where he won’t
dare to look.
SH

Just stop with
the damn patches!

-x-

Hypocrite.
SH

What?

You smoke.
SH

I do not.

Don’t lie to me.
I have pictures.
SH

What pictures?

December, 2007,
Lisbon. Does that ring
a bell?
SH

The treaty signing?
I did not smoke
during the treaty
signing.

But during the
party afterwards...
SH

Oh. How did you
get those pictures?

Case.
SH

Of course. I don’t
smoke. At least
not when I’m sober.

As I said: hypocrite.
SH

No, it’s not the
same. I don’t
smoke. I haven’t
smoked since 2009.

Right.
SH

-x-

John’s unreasonable!
SH

Why this time?

He could be
the poster boy
for Smoking Kills.
SH

That’s one of my
best propaganda
campaigns. It’s
almost as if it’s
true.

I’m surrounded
by health nuts!
SH

Poor thing.

I’m a grown man!
I’ll smoke if I
want to.
SH

It’s my party and
I'll cry if I want to,
cry if I want to, cry
if I want to.

What are you
talking about?
SH

I’m singing.

The melody got
lost on the way.
SH

Hush. I thought
you’d stopped
smoking and were
using those
horrible patches.

I hadn’t had a
cigarette in eight
months when
Mycroft gave me
one.
SH

Yes, blame your
brother, that’s
constructive
as usual.

I’m not blaming
him. I like smoking.
If anything, you
and John should
blame him and I
should thank him.
SH

Idiot.

-x-

Have you been
talking to John?
SH

The sexy army
doctor who isn’t
your boyfriend?

Do you really
think he’s attractive?
SH

Not in the obvious
in-your-face kind of
way, but you need
to understand what
the combination of
uniform and doctor
does.

I’m starting to realise
that there is some
significance to that.
SH

Finally!

Have you talked
to him?
SH

Yes. We conspire
to remove nicotine
from your life.

Aren’t conspiracies
supposed to be secrets
SH

You’re you, and he
might be England’s
worst liar. I’m not
telling you anything
you don’t already know.

True, you’re still
going to fail.
SH

See it as an
experiment!

Dull.
SH

A challenge?

Still dull. I can
stop whenever
I want to.
SH

I bet you can't.

Prepare to lose.
SH

Chapter 12: The Hounds of Baskerville

Summary:

The Hounds of Baskerville told in texts, starting two days after the Stop Smoking Bet from vol. XI.

Notes:

This was done with the help of arianedevere’s transcript of the episode and, as always, the amazing zedille.

Chapter Text


Have I won our
bet yet?

You’re not going
to win anything.
SH

So staying away
from cigarettes
is going well?

It’s going great.
SH

Are you sure?

My self-control
is infallible.
SH

So I’ll just ignore the
text offering to trade
me John for a pack
of cigarettes, shall I?

Please do that.
SH

-x-

CCTV is picking
up something
disturbing.

I told you to remove
the camera from
Mycroft’s bedroom.
SH

No, you didn’t
tell me that.

For your own
sanity, you should.
SH

Are you kidding me?
It’s the best free
porn I’ve ever seen.

As if riding the Tube
wasn't nauseating
enough....
SH

That’s the disturbing
thing. What are you
doing on the Tube
covered in blood?

None of the cabs
would take me.
SH

Because of the
blood or because
of the harpoon?

They didn’t specify.
SH

Imagine that.

People are too
sensitive when
it comes to blood.
SH

How did you get
that much on yourself?

Experiment.
SH

Tss. It’s a bit upsetting
that no one has
called the police.

I’ve told you,
people are
unobservant
idiots.
SH

See, that’s a
thing you have
told me.

I think I made
a child cry by
looking at it.
SH

Don’t call a child
“it”, Sherlock!

Oh, what does
it matter?
SH

Never mind. No
explanation will
ever convince you.

Are you implying
I’m stubborn?
SH

Have you met yourself?

Yes, I’m delightful.
SH

I don’t think you
know what that
word means.

Of course I do.
SH

Do you really
get motion-sick
on trains?

No, only on sailboats.
The Tube is simply
unpleasant.
SH

Is that what put
an end to your
dreams of becoming
a pirate?

I’m going to kill
Mycroft. And pirates
use ships, not boats.
I would have been
fine.
SH

What made you
change career paths?

Besides the
shortage of job
opportunities for
pirates?
SH

Yes, besides that.

Police incompetence.
SH

Please elaborate.

Carl Powers.
SH

Hm.

What?
SH

Moriarty has had
a huge impact on
your entire life.

He hasn’t. The
police would be
incompetent with
or without him.
SH

Be nice.

Baker Street
Station! Finally!
SH

Send me a picture
of John’s face
when you walk in.

Find something else
to distract you
from your work.
SH

That camera in
your brother’s
bedroom?

You’re a sick
woman.
SH

-x-

My kingdom for
a smoke!
SH

You don’t have
a kingdom to
give away.

I’ll find one!
SH

Is your amazing
self-control not
working anymore?

Shut up!
SH

You could always
give up and let me
win the bet.

Never.
SH

Good for you.

I’ve been tricked,
haven’t I?
SH

Yes. It’s for your
own good.

Cruel woman.
SH

Only because I
care about you.

-x-

Getting a bit of
fresh air, are we?

It’s inevitable,
I suppose.
SH

It’ll do you good.

The case will do
me good.
SH

The glowing rabbit?

Where do you
find the time to
lurk on my website?
SH

It’s part of my job
description after your
encounter with Moriarty.

And John’s blog?
SH

That’s for fun.

It’s not the rabbit.
SH

If you find one,
could you bring
me one?

A glow-in-the-
dark rabbit?
SH

Yes.

I could make you
a glow-in-the-
dark rabbit, if
you’d like one.
SH

Really?

It’ll take some
time, I’ve only
ever spliced GFP
into E. Coli before,
but this can’t be that
much harder.
SH

You’d make me a
sci-fi pet? That’s
so sweet!

It’s not science
fiction, it’s very
real. Though I can
only make it green.
SH

I love green.

No, you don’t.
SH

I can learn to
love it.

You seriously
want me to do it?
SH

I’d rather have a
green rabbit than
an exploding
umbrella.

Don’t be silly,
everyone wants
an exploding
umbrella.
SH

-x-

What’s at Baskerville?
SH

I thought you said
it wasn’t about the
rabbit?

It isn’t, but that’s
interesting. Why is
the military making
GFP mutated rabbits?
SH

I can honestly say
I don’t know.

It seems like a
complete waste
of money.
SH

It probably is.

What are they
doing more than
second year genetics
research?
SH

Where would the
fun be if I told you?
It isn’t like you
to take shortcuts.

You’re right. I’m
getting lazy.
SH

Good thing I look
out for you, then.

-x-

Are you deliberately
trying to make me
look stupid?

Probably not.
SH

I had to inform
your brother about a
security breach
at Baskerville.

23 minutes, you're
getting slow.
SH

Then I had to tell
him that the card
used to get in was
his card. That I
was supposed
to have blocked.

I’m glad you didn’t.
SH

Then I had the
pleasure of telling
him that I knew who
caused the breach,
and that I hadn’t told
him you were in
Dartmoor asking
questions about
Baskerville.

Are you fired yet?
SH

Oh, piss off!

I solved the
Bluebell case.
SH

Hallelujah!

If I describe how
John pulled rank
to get us in, will you
forgive me?
SH

No.

He saluted.
SH

And he liked it.
SH

You’re a terrible
storyteller.

I’m a wonderful
storyteller. He
flashed his
credentials.
SH

Stop! You’re ruining
it! I want to leave this
to my imagination.

Have I found
your Achilles heel?
SH

You’re very slow,
sometimes.

What do you mean?
SH

Never mind. Did
you like his
pulling rank?

It came in handy.
SH

I know something
else that comes
in a hand.

I’m ignoring what
you’re implying.
SH

Whatever works
for you.

-x-

I think you’d
like Henry.
SH

Not Henry Knight?

You know who he is?
SH

I tend to know
the nuts who like
drawing attention
to government
secrets.

Like you, my dear
Sherlock.

I’m a genius.
Not a nut.
SH

If you say so.

We’re going
out to the moor
tonight to see
if anything attacks
Henry.
SH

I stand corrected,
you’re not a nut at all….

-x-

Did you get attacked?

You haven’t been
eaten, have you?

Sherlock, I’m getting
worried over here.

-x-

I upset John.
SH

What did you do?

I don’t really know.
SH

Where is he now?

On a blind date with
Henry’s therapist.
SH

Why?

I told him.
SH

Look at you, being
a matchmaker. Is
that why he’s upset?

No.
SH

What happened
tonight, Sherlock?

I don’t know.
SH

Are you all right?

There’s nothing
wrong with me.
SH

Talk to me.

I’m afraid.
SH

John will forgive
you. Don’t worry.

It’s not that.
SH

But are you sure?
SH

Yes. And what are
you afraid of, if not
that?

I’m going mad. I
saw Henry’s hound.
SH

It exists?

That’s the thing,
isn't it? It can’t exist,
but I saw it.
SH

Is withdrawal
causing you to
hallucinate?

It’s nicotine. Not
cocaine.
SH

Do you have a
better idea of
why you saw
something you
couldn’t have seen?

No, but I’ll figure it
out.
SH

We can put the bet
on hold, if you’d like.

I’ve already lost it.
SH

Before tonight?

No.
SH

Then it doesn’t count.

I did see something.
SH

I believe you.

I just need a what,
a how, and a why.
SH

Only that?

You’re really not
helping right now.
SH

I’m sorry.

John won't leave.

-x-

The sugar!
SH

Yes?

-x-

Were you planning
on telling me you
have Moriarty in
custody?
SH

No. I wasn’t.

Why?
SH

For the same reason
I didn't tell you
about Bond Air.

Queen and country?
SH

Queen and country.
Your brother told
you when you called?

Oddly enough, yes.
SH

What did you bribe
him with to get
access to Baskerville?

Oh, a little of this, a
little of that.
SH

Fine, be mysterious
if it pleases you.
What are you
planning to do?

A laboratory
experiment.
SH

I’m sure there are
labs that don’t require
putting yourself
in your brother’s
debt.

Not close enough
to Dartmoor, and
time is of the essence.
SH

Why?

I drugged John.
SH

What?!

The sugar. That’s
the only explanation.
SH

You drugged John?

He’ll be fine. He’s
in the lab, I’m controlling
the environment.
SH

You drugged John!

Did you know
Lestrade’s first
name is Greg?
SH

And he changes the
subject…. Yes, I knew
that. You didn’t?

No.
SH

That’s ignorant,
even for you.

Was it you or
Mycroft who sent
him here?
SH

Call it a
collaboration.

What’s his
relationship
with my brother?
SH

Are you afraid he’ll
break his heart?

I’m more
worried about
Lestrade’s heart.
SH

Would it bother
you if they were in
a relationship?

You know it would,
but if Mycroft finds
someone who can
stand him, I suppose
it wouldn’t be the
end of the world.
SH

That’s so sweet! I think.

It looks like I need
to call John. He’s
locked himself in
a cage.
SH

What!?

Don’t think for
a second we’re
done with this
topic!

Either of them!

-x-

How’s John?

He’ll be fine.
SH

-x-

It was fantastic!
SH

Sherlock, it’s 4 a.m.

I can’t sleep.
Too exited!
SH

I don’t care.

It wasn’t the
sugar. It was the
fog! The fog!
SH

I’m turning off my
phone now.

-x-

You’d forgive me
if I drugged you,
right?
SH

I forgave you for
the decaf, didn’t I?

True.
SH

I don’t think
John’s that upset.

I don’t think he’ll
ever let me bring
him tea or coffee
again.
SH

You’re hoping for
that, aren’t you?

It really wouldn’t
be the worst thing
in the world.
SH

-x-

You got me a
glow-in-the-dark
rabbit!

I said I would.
SH

I thought it was
one of those
exploding umbrella
things.

You don’t want it?
SH

Of course I do!
Did you really
make it?

No, I stole it.
SH

Thank you. I’m
going to name it
Sherrinford.

Why on earth
would you do that?
SH

Why on earth not?

That answer is not
sufficient.
SH

It’s the answer
you're getting.

Have I ever
told you that
you’re an odd
woman?
SH

All the time,
Sherlock. All
the time.

Chapter 13: The Reichenbach Fall

Summary:

The Reichenbach Fall told in Sherlock’s and not!Anthea’s texts.

Notes:

This took a while. Sorry about that. TRF is still a difficult topic for me, apparently. It wouldn’t have been done without the timeline suggested by mad_maudlin, the transcript done by Ariane DeVere and the brutal beta-work by zedille. Thank you!

Chapter Text

Tell John I love him!

And Lestrade!
Tell Lestrade I
love him too.

Why this sudden
outburst of
emotion towards
the men you’ve
appointed the
Holmes boyfriends?
SH

Lestrade for buying
the deerstalker,
and John for
sending me pictures!

This is a conspiracy.
SH

Yes.

-x-

The Boffin and the
Bachelor!

Shut up.
SH

You sound like
cartoon characters.

I hate the free
press.
SH

Oh, hush. It’s one
of the foundations
of democracy,
you know.

As my brother runs
the government,
I have lost a great
deal of respect for
democracy in this
country.
SH

Details, details.

-x-

You should get over to
Her Majesty's Royal
Palace and Fortress.

You’re the only
person I know who
actually calls it that.
SH

Someone has to.

Is it Moriarty?
SH

How did you know?

He texted me.
SH

The two of you…
Anyway, you should
see the footage.

Why so generous
with information
all of a sudden?
SH

You’ll understand
when you see the
footage.

It’s impossible to
get a straight answer
out of you.
SH

It’s a habit I’ve picked
up after years of playing
with politicians.

They are clearly a
bad influence.
SH

Not all of us can
spend our time with
hot army doctors.

-x-

Lestrade showed
me the footage
from the White Tower.
It was quite a show.
SH

Sherlock!

You have to admit that
it was incredible.
SH

Only if you admit that
it was disturbing, too.

It’s disturbing that
the security systems
were that flawed, yes.
SH

That’s not what I
meant, but fine.
It was quite a show.

Do you have any information
about Pentonville or
the Bank of England?
SH

No more than what
you got from Lestrade.

Would you tell
me if you knew
anything more?
SH

That would depend
on what it was.

Your professionalism
is really dull at times.
SH

That’s not what
your brother says.

What’s going to
happen now?
SH

He’s going to trial.
Given his little stunt
with your name,
I’d guess you’ll
have to testify.

Is that your way of
saying that I should
stay out of the way
and let justice take
its course?
SH

Yes.

If that were a
valid option, I’d
be out of a job.
SH

Hush.

-x-

What do you think?

About?
SH

Moriarty.

The whole situation
is odd.
SH

In a good or a bad way?

It’s just odd. Why did
he want to get
caught? There’s no
way a jury won’t
find him guilty.
SH

I hope so.

I have to figure
this out.
SH

-x-

“Amateur detective”?
You need to do
something about
the press!
SH

Well, technically…

No, not “technically”.
Technically, an amateur
doesn't get paid. I get
paid. This is my profession.
I’m a professional.
SH

I’ll have them lynched.

For some reason, I don’t
believe you.
SH

Good boy.

-x-

Behave today.

Not you too. I’m
a grown man, I
know how to behave.
SH

No, you don’t.

-x-

Is there any possibility
of receiving a tax
deduction for
bailing out the
government’s
brother?

I’ll make sure
to reimburse
you, Dr Watson.

Thank you.

-x-

Why aren’t you
at the Old Bailey?

It’s a waste of time.
SH

Have you figured
it out?

It depends.
SH

On what?

If he’s found
guilty or not.
SH

-x-

So, a nice cup of tea,
was it?

You’re watching our flat
again, I hear.
SH

We never really
stopped.

You just chose to
look away when the
CIA attacked Mrs
Hudson?
SH

You’re never going
to let me forget
that, are you?

Not in a long, long
time. And the tea
was fine, thank you.
SH

Most people wouldn't
invite a criminal
mastermind in for tea.

I’m not most people.
SH

Even so.

I didn’t invite him.
I just knew he would
come.
SH

How and why?

He’s not most people,
either. He thinks we’re
the same.
SH

You’re not.

I know.
SH

Don’t forget it.

-x-

It’s me Moriarty wants.
SH

Pride goeth before
destruction, Sherlock.
MH

Mine or yours?
SH

Both, I think.
MH

That’s distressing.
SH

Yes.
MH

Pretend I’m not
your brother, if
you have to.
SH

No.
MH

Caring is not an
advantage, Mycroft.
You taught me that.
SH

-x-

John says hello.

Have you finally
asked him out on
a date?
SH

No, I’d never take
your boyfriend.
This is pure business.

Don’t you ever get
tired of implying that
John is my boyfriend?
SH

Perhaps one day,
but not yet. You
should have seen
the look on his
face when the ATM
talked to him.

Where are you
taking him?
SH

The Diogenes Club.

Of course.
SH

You really should
talk to him about
his habit of getting
into cars with strangers.

You’re hardly a
stranger.
SH

But he didn’t exactly
hesitate when following
Ms Adler’s assistant,
did he?

Don’t be jealous.
It’s the shoes.
SH

What?

He likes women
in heels.
SH

I would never have
taken him for a
legs-and-arse man.

From what I’ve
seen, your legs and
arse are both fine.
You still have a chance
with him.
SH

Sherlock Holmes,
have you been
looking at my bum?

I observe everything.
That’s what I do.
SH

Don’t even try to
brush this off as
a deduction.

I’m not trying to
brush anything off.
I’m just stating facts.
SH

And the facts are
that you’ve checked
out my arse.

Don’t be absurd.
SH

Another fact: I
don’t mind.

Just bring John
home when you’re
done with him.
SH

Ah, the implications.

Grow up.
SH

-x-

A little bird told
me that the American
ambassador has asked
for your assistance.

That is correct.
SH

Please behave. It’s
a delicate situation.

With the United
States? Since when
have our relations
been “delicate”?
SH

Since the 18th century.

Are you trying to
be funny?
SH

I’m trying to tell
you that I can’t
tell you the real
reason.

I’ll find the children.
It doesn’t matter how
I do it.
SH

You might be right.

-x-

Does your “delicate
situation” in any way
involve Moriarty?
SH

No. Do you think
he's behind the
kidnapping?

He has to be.
SH

Are you sure?

Mostly.
SH

Please, be careful.

-x-

Mycroft used me
as a decoy, didn’t he?
SH

Yes, we did.

No, you didn’t. He did.
Don’t protect him, he
doesn’t deserve it.
SH

I agree, he doesn’t.
But it’s my job, so I
do it anyway.

You know what I
think about your
job, but don’t be
angry with Mycroft.
It had to be done.
SH

You knew about this?

We talked about it
when I called from
Dartmoor. It didn’t
sound like something
he wanted to do, though.
SH

Imagine that.

He becomes
sentimental at the
worst possible
times.
SH

He loves you.

That’s very impractical
for someone in
his position.
SH

Don’t say that.

It’s true. Tell him
I think it’s good he
did this.
SH

Tell him yourself.

I will, but you might
need to remind him of it
before this is over.
SH

You’re scaring me.

I’m sorry.
SH

Be careful.

-x-

A warrant has been
issued for your arrest.

I suspected as much.
The camera on the
bookshelf isn’t by
any chance yours, is it?
SH

No.

He’s starting to
doubt me.
SH

Who?

John.
SH

No, he isn’t.

Yes, he is.
SH

No.

Are you sure?
SH

Yes.

-x-

How could you
let Mycroft tell
Moriarty those
all those things?

Have you tried
changing the
mind of a Holmes?

Fair point.

I’m very sorry, Dr
Watson. I didn’t
want this.

I’ll take your word for it.

-x-

John went to talk
to your brother.

What did he
tell him?
SH

I don’t know, but
I’ll make Kitty Riley’s
life a living hell.

I won’t discourage that.
SH

I can pull the article
too, if you’d like.

What about the
free press and
the foundations
of democracy?
SH

Who said this was
a democracy?

As much as I like
this side of you,
don’t do anything
yet. Moriarty has
to believe everything
is going as planned.
SH

Is it?

No, not for either
of us, but it’ll be
fine as long
as he believes it.
SH

Are you sure?

No.
SH

Where are you now?

In a lab at Bart’s.
SH

Is there anything I
can help with?

Could you get John
to leave before
Moriarty gets here?
SH

You won’t need him
for this?

I need him to be safe.
SH

Have you told him that?

No, because he would
refuse to leave.
SH

Are you sure Moriarty
will come?

Yes. He thinks
he owes me a fall.
SH

What does that mean?

The same thing he meant
when he said he’d
burn the heart out of
me, I suppose.
SH

So he’s being
ambiguous and
creepy?

Yes. Can you make
sure John isn’t here?
SH

Yes.

Thank you.
SH

Do you know what
you're going to do?

I’m going to win,
no matter the cost.
SH

Could you be more
precise?

No, it’s more amusing
to be mysterious
and cryptic and not
explain things. You
should know that.
SH

This isn’t funny, Sherlock.

Talk to Mycroft.
He knows.
SH

The two of you
working together
is the most terrifying
thing I’ve ever
seen.

I thought you’d
watched the
surveillance footage
from Mycroft’s
bedroom.
SH

Sherlock, be serious.
This is not the time.

But you still smiled.
SH

Please, be careful.

Just make sure
John leaves.
SH

I will, but I don’t
like this.

I’m not thrilled
about it either.
SH

That’s actually
comforting to
hear.

-x-

I think we’re upsetting
Madeleine.
SH

I know we are.
MH

-x-

Was it you who
called John about
Mrs Hudson?
SH

Yes, I thought
it would make him
leave right away.

It did. She’s not
actually shot, is she?
SH

Of course not.

Good. Thank you.
SH

I’ll be watching the
security cameras.

You’re not going
to wish me luck?
SH

You don’t need
luck, remember?

Perhaps I do this time.
SH

No. Sherlock Holmes
doesn’t need luck.

Are you sure?
SH

Yes, I am. Because
I believe in you.

Chapter 14: The Afterfall

Summary:

The last 30 min (or so) of TRF told by text.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text


If there’s anything
I can do, Dr Watson,
just let me know.

Thank you.

-x-

Do you need help
with the funeral
arrangements?

No, thank you.

I miss him too.

I know. I’m sorry.

How are you?

I get by.

And Mycroft?

I don’t know, he’s
Mr Holmes.

-x-

The funeral is
on Friday at eleven.

Thank you.

He would have
wanted you there.

He would have thought
of it as a sentimental
waste of time

Yes, he would have.

I’ll be there.

Could you tell Mycroft
for me?

Of course.

Thank you.

I can’t stand the thought of
him right now. I think I
might actually hate him.

I don’t think he minds.

How can you still
work for him?

Sherlock used to ask
me that all the time.

What did you say?

Something inappropriate,
most of the time.

I never really
understood your
relationship.

Neither did I, Dr
Watson.

-x-

John invited me
to your funeral.

If this is a joke,
it's cruel, and not
at all funny.
SH

Of course it’s not
a joke. John asked
me to attend.

Will you?
SH

Would you like me to?

If I really were dead,
would you have gone?
SH

Yes.

There you are, then.
SH

-x-

Molly sends her love.

She was there, too?
SH

You’d be surprised
by how many people
showed up.

I wish I could have
been there.
SH

You were, in a way.

Amusing.
SH

I’m not trying to
be funny.

Did you talk to John?
SH

No, not really.

How is he?
SH

Devastated, but he puts
up a brave face. Where
are you now?

At Mycroft’s.
SH

Would you like me
to come over?

Yes.
SH

-x-

You should leave.

I will.
SH

I’m serious. You’re
not supposed to
be there.

What if he sees you?

Do you think I’ll ever
return?
SH

I think you’re about
to miss your flight.
Come back to the car.

I’m coming.
SH

-x-

How was the flight?

Uneventful.
SH

Boring?

You have no idea.
SH

What are you going
to do now?

Didn’t you say it’s
better if I don’t
tell you?
SH

Yes. Sometimes I
hate being right.

Good thing it
doesn't happen
that often, then.
SH

Oh, just…. Hush.

I’ll keep in touch.
SH

I promise.
SH

Notes:

I'm keeping my original notes, even though they are rather irrelevant now. If you want to go straight on to the canon timeline you'll find chapter 19 here.

-x-

With that, I’ve marked this work as finished, because it was the last planned text between Sherlock and not!Anthea until I find out what happened after the end of TRF.

There will be a prequel (posted separately) and if anyone has ideas for a theme – e.g. Bored, Smokin’, etc. – to keep it all going during the long wait for series 3 I will gladly take suggestions :)

I want to thank all of you who have read, commented or left kudos on this series. I’ve had so much fun writing it and without the encouragement it would probably not have been more than a couple of chapters. A special thanks to the wonderful (though exclamation mark-stealing!) zedille for betaing this entire thing from start to finish.

To quote Sherlock: I’ll keep in touch.

Chapter 15: Music

Summary:

Without the song, or dance, what are we?

Notes:

I couldn’t stay away from this, I just….

This instalment spans from sometime around ASiP to sometime after TRF. It’s dedicated to (and betaed by) zedille.

And as always, I apologise to the princes.

Chapter Text

Your brother is acting
very strangely today.

That one is too easy.
I won’t take the bait.
SH

He’s humming.

Are you by any chance
going to Thailand in the
near future?
SH

If you got that from your
brother's humming, then
I must say I’m impressed.

It’s actually one of the
easier deductions I’ve
made this year.
SH

How did you know?

You almost sound like John.
SH

I hope that wasn’t an insult.

I was under the impression
you liked the ex-army doctor.
SH

I really do.

Then I can’t see how
comparing you with him
would be an insult.
SH

I got the feeling you were
calling me stupid.

Maybe a little.
SH

Are you going to tell
me how you knew
about the Bangkok
trip, or do I have to
bribe you?

A bribe sounds good.
SH

Haha.

It was your idea.
SH

Consider it more like a threat.

If I name the song, will you
get me a new table centrifuge?
SH

How can you be so sure
you know what song it is?

I knew you were going
to Thailand when you
said he was humming. Do
you really think I don’t
know what song it is?
SH

No.

Exactly. This is the only
song he ever sings.
SH

He sings too?

Occasionally.
SH

Oh my goodness!

I know, it’s horrible.
SH

Tell me!

No, I think you should
guess. You’re fond of that.
SH

So I should guess, even
though you never do?

Yes. Guessing is for
weaker minds.
SH

I do have a higher IQ
than you.

I still highly doubt that. And
it's not relevant, anyway.
SH

Believe what you want,
as long as you tell me
what song it is.

One Night in Bangkok.
It’s from Chess, his
favourite musical.
SH

That’s the sweetest thing
I’ve ever heard.

That he has a favourite
musical? That’s not sweet.
It’s sad.
SH

The fact that you KNOW what his
favourite musical is.

It’s one of the great
tragedies of my life.
SH

You two are adorable.

Let’s never talk about
this ever again.
SH

HA! In your dreams.

-x-

How was Bangkok?
SH

What can I say? The
world was my oyster.
The bars were temples,
but the pearls weren’t
free.

What?
SH

One Night in Bangkok.

I may never get that song
out of my head.

Oh, so you’ve heard him
sing now. My condolences.
SH

Hush. He has quite the
singing voice.

Yes, it’s astonishing how
someone with such poor
music taste can be as
musical as Mycroft is.
SH

The song is catchy.

So is chlamydia.
SH

Be. Nice.

-x-

Is Linda Lampenius
performing at Buckingham
Palace this weekend?
SH

No, Windsor Castle.

I need to be there.
SH

Why?

To waltz with Prince
William. What do you
think? I want to hear
her play.
SH

I’m sorry, it’s family
and friends only. So
if you can’t get Prince
Harry to propose to
you….

Please.
SH

Wow, I didn’t know
you knew that word.

Did it work?
SH

No. We’re not allowing
you near any royals.

I don’t want me near
them anymore than you
do, I just want to hear
Linda Lampenius play.
SH

You’re not going to
Windsor, Sherlock. But
she’s performing at
Number 10 on Thursday,
and I can get you into
that concert.

Why didn’t you say
that right away?
SH

It’s fun to hear you beg
and use words like “please”.

You’re evil.
SH

Yes. Do you have a
dinner jacket?

Of course I do.
SH

Good. Be ready at 18:30
on Thursday. A car will
pick you up outside your
flat.

Thank you.
SH

Don’t let me regret
this, Sherlock.

-x-

You didn’t cause any
huge political scandals,
did you?

As if you and Mycroft
didn’t watch me the
entire time.
SH

Yes, we did. You’re so
sweet when you listen
to classical music.

There’s an adjective
I’ve always associated
with myself.
SH

How was it?

Fantastic.
SH

Thank you.
SH

-x-

I need your help
arranging a birthday
present for your
brother.

I’m sorry, your text
has no value to the
recipient and has
self-deleted. This is
an automatic text.
Please don’t respond
if you don’t have
anything interesting
to say.

You didn’t even sign it.
I’m impressed.

What do you want?
SH

Didn’t you help someone
at the Swedish embassy
last spring?

It was a very boring case.
The letter opener was
a butter knife, and it
didn’t open.
SH

I have no idea what
you’re talking about.

Neither did they. I can’t
believe they’re the
ones picking the Nobel
laureates.
SH

Yeah, anyway… Do you
think you could ask them
for a favour?

I thought you had the
Prince’s phone number
already.
SH

I do. I need some
translations done.

Don’t you have an army
of translators at your
command?
SH

Yes, but I can’t very well
give them Chess songs in
Swedish to translate.

Why are there Swedish
Chess songs?
SH

No, don’t tell me! I don’t
care.
SH

Can you help me?

I’m not wasting a favour
so that Mycroft can get
song lyrics translated.
SH

Please.

No. I’m not going to
encourage his terrible
taste in music and
culture.
SH

First, don’t be such a
snob. And second, you’re
cute when you think
you have that type of
influence over your
brother.

If I do this, you’re going
to be the one owing me
a favour.
SH

If you do this for me, I
won't tell your mother
you still smoke.

When did it go from
begging to threatening?
SH

When you were being
a prick.

I don’t care if my mother
knows that I smoke.
SH

So you won’t care if she
knows who broke your
great-aunt’s vase, either?

You evil woman.
SH

You’ll do it?

Yes.
SH

You’re the best.

I forbid you to ever
speak to me again.
SH

-x-

I love my job.

Has someone hit you
over the head?
SH

I think so, actually. I just
met my childhood heroes.

How’s the Iron Lady
doing these days?
SH

That’s Baroness Thatcher to
you. And I said “heroes”, plural.

You’re not making me guess.
SH

I got to meet three-fifths of
the Spice Girls.

They’re your heroes? Now
I really wish it had been
Thatcher.
SH

Come on, I was a kid
during the 90’s.

So was I, and you
don't see me fall all
over myself at the
mention of a pop group.
SH

No, you did that when
that Finnish violinist came
to visit.

At least she’s good.
SH

Hush!

-x-

Tell him I want my
violin back.
SH

Yes, because being your
referee is one of my
many important duties.

Tell him I want it back
right now, or I won’t be
responsible for the
consequences.
SH

Don’t mess with me, Sherlock.
I have sixty-four things to
supervise today.

Tell him!
SH

He says you’ll get it
back when you return
his Chess Original
Concept Album record.

Unscratched.

Tell him that he’s in no
position to make
demands.
SH

He says a string just
snapped.

I’m going to use the album
cover to play Tic-tac-toe with
John!
SH

And I’ll let John win!
SH

If you two don’t leave me
out of this and settle it
within two minutes, I’m
calling your mother.

You wouldn’t!
SH

I will. You appointed me
Arbiter. And I do know best.

You’re taking his side.
SH

I’m on nobody’s side. But I
have to do something to
prevent World War Three.

He started it.
SH

I DON’T CARE!

-x-

I think your brother is
in love with me.

You’re not really his type.
SH

He sent me to meet all
the Spice Girls today.

Why?
SH

Watch the closing ceremony
of the Olympics, and you’ll
find out.

I will definitely not do
that.
SH

Your loss.

I’ll survive.
SH

Take That might appear
as well.

Do you listen to anything
besides bad pop music?
SH

You do know that you’re
a pretentious snob, right?

It’s called “having taste.”
SH

No, it’s called “being a
condescending tit”.

Better that than embarrassing
the entire country with how bad
our taste in music is.
SH

Take the stick out of your
arse. The London Symphony
Orchestra was the first to
accept the invitation.

Please don’t ruin them.
SH

Sherlock, go spice up
your life.

-x-

You’ll never guess where
I am right now.

You’re right. Because I
don't guess.
SH

I was under the impression
you thought playing dead
was boring.

It’s not boring enough
to start playing guessing
games.
SH

Well, you’ll never deduce
where I am, either.

Oh, I wouldn’t be too
sure of that.
SH

I’ll bet you tickets to the
Nobel banquet that you
won’t get it.

How many questions do
I get?
SH

Not a single one.

You’re not playing fair.
SH

When do I ever?

True. So where are you?
SH

Can’t you at least guess
once?

Why?
SH

Because you love me.

You’re in Stockholm.
SH

What would I do there?

The Prince?
SH

Oh, funny.

You started this
ridiculous game.
SH

I’m with your brother.

That’s not a “where”, that’s
just bad company.
SH

I’m at the Union Theatre.

I’m sorry, my phone must
have missed some texts. Now
it looks like you’re at a theatre
with Mycroft.
SH

It’s nice to be asked out
once in a while.

Even if the offer is to sit
next to Mycroft for hours
and hours listening to
what I assume will be people
singing about a board
game?
SH

You surprise me, Sherlock.
I thought musical plots
were something you
deleted.

I’m sad to say that I
also know who Mulder
and Scully are, thanks to
Mycroft’s strange choices
in cultural amusement.
SH

You’ll never be able to
convince me that you
don’t care about your
brother again.

You’ll probably die of
boredom before you
can use that against me.
SH

If I do, will you come back to
London for my funeral?

Will there be dancing?
SH

Of course.

Then I won’t be there.
SH

But you’re coming back soon?

I don’t know.
SH

Your brother says hi.

Tell him that I need
more money.
SH

He says that I have to
turn off my phone if
I want to have a job
tomorrow.

I think you should take this
opportunity to get
fired and kicked out of
the theatre at the same
time.
SH

I don’t have time for that
particular conversation loop
right now.

You know, “Anthem” isn’t
all bad.
SH

I’m showing your
brother that text.

Don’t.
SH

He says you always
go for the obvious.

And that I really should
turn the phone off.

Won’t that lead to war,
nuclear meltdowns, and
natural disasters?
SH

I’m sure you can behave
without my supervision.

I don’t feel so sympathetic
about your three upcoming
hours of torture anymore.
SH

Did you ever?

No. Try to not let your
head get completely
filled with cotton.
SH

I won’t.

Good.
SH

Chapter 16: The Game is On!

Summary:

Scrabble isn’t the only game Sherlock and not!Anthea play, even if she might wish it was.

Notes:

The theme for this one was suggested by a_blackpanther a long, long time ago. Beta was my faithful sister in arms zedille.

(Oh, and don’t try to follow the chess moves, they make close to no sense.)

Chapter Text

-x-

Pawn to E4.
SH

Why do you get to
play white again?

Because you never start.
SH

Fair enough.

Pawn to E5.

Knight to F3.
SH

Isn’t there a chess app
we could use?

I’m sure there is, but
where's the fun in that?
SH

It would be easier.

Yes, and where’s the
fun in that?
SH

I don’t see the point
of keeping the game
in our heads.

You just say that because
I always win.
SH

That’s not true.

You know it is.
SH

Knight to C6.

Didn’t we play this exact
game last time?
SH

You’re the one who always
starts with “pawn to E4”.

That doesn’t mean
you have to make the
same mistakes over
and over again.
SH

I think answering your
texts is the biggest
mistake I make every day.

King’s bishop to B5.
SH

Where was my knight again?

Figure it out. We’re not
using a chess app!
SH

-x-

I think John is trying
to kill me.
SH

It took him long enough.

He wants to drag me to
a poker night with
some of his friends
from Afghanistan.
SH

That’s sweet. He wants to
show you off to his mates.

It’s not sweet. He’s trying
to kill me!
SH

Bring me back a soldier.
Preferably one who looks
as good as yours.

John is not, in any way,
my soldier.
SH

He’s your doctor soldier.

You’re also trying to kill me.
SH

At least that would get you
out of playing poker.

That’s true.
SH

Be nice to John and play
poker with his friends.

Dull.
SH

Sherlock, do you even
know how to play poker?

No, because it’s not
relevant.
SH

If you ask John, I’m sure
he'll teach you.

You can play strip poker!

Can’t you create a national
crisis I could help you with?
SH

No.

-x-

Not having to shuffle
the deck and lay out
the cards has really
improved patience.

It’s still mind-numbingly
boring, and the element
of chance is too large for it
to be truly challenging.
SH

At the moment, I like mind-
numbing.

I would recommend
opiates over patience.
SH

Don’t do that.

I’m just saying, they’re
much more efficient
than cards.
SH

Just not quite as legal.

They should be.
SH

We’re not going to
legalise opiates.

No, I mean you should
make card games illegal.
SH

That sounds very prudish,
for some reason.

Couldn’t you throw birds at
pigs instead? I know John
likes that game.
SH

You think that’s better
than cards?

Not really, no.
SH

Then I’ll just stick to cards.

Suit yourself.
SH

-x-

Did you know I’ve solved
cases on every Monopoly
street except Bow Street?
SH

That’s disturbing.

John thought so too.
SH

They weren’t all murders,
were they?

No. For example, the
one on Pentonville Road
was a spectacular robbery.
SH

Lovely.

The layout is horrible, by
the way. Have those people
even been to London?
SH

It’s a board game. Not a map.

It’s still very annoying.
SH

I’ll promise to bring it up
the next time I meet with
Parliament.

-x-

Queen’s rook to F5.

Finally. I’d thought you
had forgotten about the
game. Bishop takes rook.
SH

For the love of….

Oh, and check.
SH

King to D8.

Isn’t this fun?
SH

Hilarious.

-x-

Cluedo is the most
ridiculous game in the
history of the world.
SH

Colonel Mustard in the
library with the rope?

That makes absolutely
no sense! Why would a
colonel use a rope? It’s
much more likely that
he’d use a revolver if
it were premeditated.
SH

I was right?

Of course not. Apparently
it was Mrs Peacock in the
kitchen with the candlestick.
That doesn’t make sense
either. What was she doing
in the kitchen? And why
did she bring the candlestick?
SH

And why did she carry
Dr Black to the cellar? I
don't think she’s physically
capable. She must have
had an accomplice.
SH

The only one with motive
was Dr Black. I would have
offed myself too if I were
stuck in a house with
these people.
SH

Didn’t anyone explain
the game to you before
you started, Sherlock?

It’s a ridiculous game!
SH

Did you lose?

No, I was the only one
who managed to present
a case that would hold
up in court.
SH

By saying the victim did it?

Yes.
SH

Oh, Sherlock.

-x-

Your brother told me
the Cluedo board is
nailed to the wall
with a knife?

It had it coming.
SH

Remind me to never
play Risk with you.

-x-

How about allowing
American spellings?

Why?
SH

Just for fun.

What could possibly
be fun in playing
American Scrabble?
SH

Cultural exchange.

And the real reason?
SH

I can spell “aluminum”.

Too bad it’s spelled
“aluminium”, then.
SH

Give me two days, and
I’ll change that.

Mycroft would never
let you desecrate the
English language like that.
SH

Oh, if you only knew half
the things he makes me
do to him. And the English
language.

Now I’m nauseous.
SH

So I can play aluminum?

No.
SH

-x-

I think Baker Street should
be a Monopoly street.
SH

I think poetry should still
be in the Olympics.

If you’re not going to
take this conversation
seriously, there’s no point
in having it.
SH

I hardly ever take our
conversations seriously,
Sherlock dear.

Now you have to make
Baker Street a Monopoly
street to make it up
to me.
SH

I don’t have ultimate
power, Sherlock. There
are things I can’t do.

Did it hurt to admit that?
SH

Yes.

-x-

Playing patience on
my phone wasn’t
what I had planed
for my Friday night.

What’s wrong?
SH

Why would anything
be wrong?

Because it’s the second
time you’ve started a
conversation about
patience.
SH

Easy deduction?

Ridiculously so.
SH

And I asked Mycroft.
SH

You asked your brother
why I was playing
patience?

I asked him what he had
done to make you
feel like you needed
to numb your brain.
SH

You care in such odd ways.

How’s your mum?
SH

They couldn’t say, but they
needed to take her back
to surgery.

Do you want me to
send over a blond army
doctor?
SH

I always want you to
send John to me.

Just return him when
you're done.
SH

You do know how this
sounds, right?

I think I will pretend
I don’t.
SH

Thank you, Sherlock.

I haven’t sent John yet.
SH

Not for that. For making
me smile.

You’re welcome.
SH

-x-

Rook takes knight.

How?
SH

What do you mean “how”?
Like you normally take
pieces in chess.

But my remaining
knight is on C5, and
your rooks are on A4
and F6.
SH

Really?

Yes.
SH

I’m sure your knight’s
on F5, and my rook’s
on F8.

No.
SH

This is why you always
win. You cheat.

I don’t cheat.
SH

I don’t trust you.

It’s mutual.
SH

-x-

Should I take a boring
case on Bow Street just
to tick off the last
Monopoly street?
SH

Obviously, yes!

Then I’ll go back and
put murders on all
of them.
SH

When you say “put
murders", you mean
“solve murders”, right?

Yes, obviously.
SH

So murders are like hotels?

Except I don’t have
to solve four houses
before I can build one.
SH

I think the parallel got
lost somewhere.

Hm. Yes.
SH

Off you go, solve the
boring case!

-x-

I won’t play patience
any more.

I’m sorry.
SH

-x-

I think I’ve figured it out!
SH

What?

Why Mrs Peacock killed
Dr Black with the candlestick
in the kitchens and then
carried him to the stairs.
SH

What?

Cluedo! I’ve figured it out.
SH

If that’s what you’re doing
with your time, I think I
need to find you a proper
case to solve.

What threw me off at
first was the complete
lack of relationship between
the suspects and the
victim. There was no
logical reason for him
to invite any of them.
SH

Then I studied the pieces,
finding a striking
resemblance between
Mrs Peacock and Mrs
White. They’re obviously
sisters. Mrs White took
the position at Dr Black’s
to infiltrate the house.
SH

Mrs White was probably
the one helping Mrs
Peacock move the body.
Which they obviously did
to deflect the fact that
he was killed in the kitchen,
since it would have led
them straight to Mrs White.
SH

I really need to find you
a real case.

The motive and choice of
weapon were harder, but
I think I’ve figured them out
as well.
SH

Dr Black is obviously their
brother, making the motive
a dispute about inheritance.
The brother inherited it all,
while the sisters didn’t get
a thing. The candlestick
was a symbol of the heritance.
SH

So the siblings met in the
kitchen to argue about
money, and then she hit
him in the head?

Yes. Obviously.
SH

Why would Mrs Peacock
and Mrs White need to
infiltrate the house they
grew up in if Dr Black
invited his sisters anyway?

Hm. I haven’t thought
about that. I should look
into it.
SH

No. Don’t. I’m sending
you a real case right now.

Don’t bother. I need to
figure this out.
SH

Sigh.

-x-

Queen to C6. Check.
SH

And also mate.
SH

Really?

Yes.
SH

Change to Scrabble?

Fine.
SH

Chapter 17: Travels

Summary:

Up, down, flying around... not!Anthea does a good bit of traveling in her job, sometimes Sherlock does as well.

Notes:

The traveling-theme was suggested by mosellegreen a long, long time ago. Like all the Hiatus Chapters this take place somewhere between their first introduction and TRF.

I'm pretty sure you won't notice it, but I've never done as much research for an SMS chapter as I have this one. zedille has been invaluable as always!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

I need the video from
the cameras you have
outside our flat.
SH

It’s for a case.
SH

Don’t deny that you have
cameras all over Baker
Street.
SH

Are you ignoring me?
SH

That won’t work. Ask
Mycroft.
SH

Give me the footage!
SH

Or better yet, give me
access to the camera feed.
SH

All right, it’s not for a
case. Yet. But it’ll be
useful someday.
SH

Just give me the footage!
SH

Oh, how happy I am that
I’ve had my phone turned
off for the last hour.

You? Turning off your phone?
SH

“All mobile phones should be
turned off for the duration of
the flight.” Or whatever it is
they say. I’ve stopped listening
and just suffer.

Where are you?
SH

I should have given you enough
information for you to
figure that out.

You’re right. You said “hour”,
not “hours”, and this is you.
So, Brussels.
SH

Yes.

How about that footage?
SH

No.

Then I’ll just hack the
camera.
SH

You do that.

-x-

What name is your
passport under?
SH

Madeleine Somers.

You use your real name
on your passport?
SH

I’m a government employee.
Not a secret agent.

I thought secret agents
were government employees.
SH

True. I’m just not one of them.

Dull.
SH

I know.

By the way, now I know
your last name. Tricking that
out of you was far too easy.
SH

Damn it!

-x-

The measures airports
take to stop terrorists
might actually turn me
into one.

I thought you already
were a terrorist.
SH

When you have a letter
of marque, the correct
term is “privateer”.

No, that’s a government-
authorised pirate.
SH

I forgot that I’m talking to
an aspiring pirate. We have,
however, broadened the term
since those days.

I’m going to kill Mycroft
for spreading the pirate
thing around!
SH

You’ve never thought about
becoming a privateer
instead of a pirate?

No, I’ve always preferred
to be self-employed.
SH

Of course.

By the way, aren’t government-
authorised terrorists
secret agents?
SH

Not all of them.

Are you sure?
SH

You’re not going to
make me say I’m a
secret agent.

Just a privateer terrorist?
SH

Yes.

But what you’re currently
planning would strip you of
your letter of marque?
SH

Yes.

Intriguing.
SH

At least it’s a nice thing
to daydream about
while I’m waiting
for boarding.

Tell me if you need
any help.
SH

I will.

-x-

Why are you going to
Minsk?

Tell Mycroft that it’s
none of his business.
SH

Everything is his business.

Wasn’t that the Stasi’s motto?
SH

We’ve learned a lot from
our frenemies in the East.

How do you even know
I’m going to Minsk?
SH

He’s tracked your passport
ever since your extended
stay in Christiania in 2002.

Not very efficient for
tracking someone in
Europe these days, I
must say.
SH

It works wonders when
you go to Belarus, though.

Apparently, yes.
SH

Why are you going to
Minsk?

It’s still none of his
business.
SH

You know that you make
my life miserable when
you act like this, right?

So I should give up my
privacy for your
convenience?
SH

It would be appreciated, yes.
Your brother worries about
you, and he’ll be insufferable
until you’re back.

Sherlock, please?

Tell him that this isn’t
like 2002 or 1999.
SH

He’ll know what that
means?

Yes. Then you can tell
him to stop tracking
my passport and piss off.
SH

I won’t tell my boss to
piss off.

As long as the sentiment
is made clear.
SH

I’ll do my best.

-x-

Is 09:21 AM too early to
start drinking?

Seeing how it’s 14:21,
I’d say you’ve already
started.
SH

I’m in New York. Seriously,
if I ever complain about
airport security in Europe
again, tell me to shut up.

How was the body scan?
SH

About as inconvenient
as you would imagine.

Surveillance is all fun and
games until you’re on the
receiving end of it, isn’t it?
SH

Hush.

Was it a millimetre wave
scanner or a backscatter
X-ray?
SH

I don’t know.

Can’t you go back and
have a look?
SH

No.

Did you at least get to
keep the scans?
SH

What? No!

Pity.
SH

Not really. I need coffee.

Weren’t you having
something stronger?
SH

Unsurprisingly, it’s “too
early" to serve alcohol.

My condolences.
SH

I’ll survive. There’s only about
half an hour until boarding.

Safe flight.
SH

Ha! After the body scan
I’d be pretty upset if it
were anything but a safe
flight.

Safe is rather boring, though.
SH

True, but I was planning
to sleep the whole way.

Hence the coffee.
SH

Irrelevant. I worked up
my tolerance years ago.
This is just to counter
the headache and
support my addiction.

Healthy.
SH

What is it now, heroin
or cocaine?

Nicotine patches.
SH

Right.

Enjoy your coffee.
SH

-x-

My flight got cancelled.

Why?
SH

Bad weather.

Where are you?
SH

Frankfurt.

Take the train home.
SH

Ha! No.

No, you’re right.
SH

Send me treasure hunting!

What?
SH

You tell me something that
you can find at an airport,
and then I’ll try to find it
and send you a picture, and
then you give me something
else to find.

Ha! No.
SH

I’m bored, Sherlock.

If anyone, you should
know how painful that
is.

You know what you
usually say when I’m
bored?
SH

“Be quiet, I’m working”?

Yes. Luckily for you, I’m
much kinder than you are.
SH

Meaning what?

That I’ll play Scrabble
with you.
SH

You’re my hero!

Oh, God! My life is so sad.

Yes, it is. You work for
Mycroft.
SH

Just shut up and play
Scrabble while I drink
a G&T on your brother.

Remember this the next
time I’m bored.
SH

Cheers.

-x-

Can I blame today’s
screw-up on jetlag?

Aren’t you in Brussels?
SH

Yes.

Then, no.
SH

But it’s a long hour.

Still no.
SH

-x-

I’m so bored right now
that I would actually take
one of Mycroft’s cases.
SH

On second thought, no.
SH

Not unless it was really
interesting.
SH

I’m in Osaka. It’s 4 AM. Shut
up!

Work or pleasure?
SH

I’m here with your brother.

I hope that means work.
SH

It does. Now shut up.

Sleep tight.
SH

Too late. I’m awake now.

It’ll be easier to get back
to sleep if you stop texting.
SH

Oh, shut up.

You’re really cranky at 4 AM.
SH

-x-

There’s nothing to
do here.
SH

Should I send you
treasure hunting?

Pfft. No.
SH

Suit yourself.

Why didn’t you book
me on an earlier flight?
SH

Believe it or not, there
aren’t that many flights
between Karachi and
London.

It’s not a direct flight!
SH

No. There aren’t any
direct flights.

So I have to suffer through a
nine-hour layover in
Dubai?
SH

That was the cheapest
route. We can’t spend
a fortune on letting
you save terrorists.

Are we talking traditional
terrorists or privateers?
SH

Traditional. We would
never give Ms Adler a
letter of marque.

Perhaps you should.
SH

Yeah… No.

Would you give me one?
SH

I thought you wanted
to be self-employed?

I thought it would come
in handy since I’m going to
hijack an aeroplane and
force them to fly me home!
SH

Our letters of marque
don't cover that sort
of action.

That’s ridiculous.
SH

Oh, stop complaining!
Dubai is lovely.

I wouldn’t know. I’m
stuck at the airport.
SH

For eight more hours!
SH

Go to a café, order a
coffee (they have
great coffee at Dubai
International!) and
watch the planes
taking off and landing.

Is that what you do
when you’re stuck at
airports?
SH

No, I go to a bar. Then I
watch the aeroplanes.

And the pilots.

What an efficient use
of tax revenue.
SH

Be nice, or I won’t play
Scrabble with you.

I’ll be nice.
SH

Good.

I’ll start.
SH

-x-

Mycroft is being completely
unreasonable!
SH

I’m sorry. Ms Somers is on
holiday and does not wish
to deal with the Holmes
brothers for two wonderful
weeks. This has been an
automatic message. Please
do not reply to it.

Since when do you go on
holiday?
SH

Since I stopped having
breaks from school.

Where are you?
SH

That’s classified.

No, it’s not.
SH

Perhaps, but you don’t
have clearance, anyway.

Are you still in the
country?
SH

I’m not even going to
tell you if I’m still in the
Commonwealth or not.

Why not?
SH

I like my privacy.

And you don’t care how
terrible my day will be
if you don’t tell me?
SH

First of all: it won’t change
your day. Second of all: no.

Hypocrite.
SH

Yes. Now don’t start World
War III while I’m gone.

I won’t as long as Mycroft
backs off.
SH

I’m serious, Sherlock. If
you two need a referee
in the next weeks, you’ll
have to ask John.

I’d rather go to my cousin's
wedding.
SH

Is that what your brother is
being unreasonable about?

Yes.
SH

Just go.

On second thought, I think
I’m going to ask John instead.
SH

You can ask him to come
along. It can be a wedding
date!

Just enjoy your holiday.
SH

I will. I’ll text you when
I get back.

Notes:

Bonus texts! I give you, zedille's interpretation of 'not!Anthea loses her luggage at the airport':

I lost my thing.

I need my thing.

Without my thing I am angry.

Give me my thing.

Banana.

Chapter 18: Sickness and Health

Summary:

Both of them married to their work, in sickness and in health, but mostly in sickness this time.

Notes:

This part was so much fun to write! After really struggling with the last two parts this one just came. I want to thank ibelieveinmycroft for trying to answer one of my stranger britpick questions ever and, as always, zedille for being wonderful and inspiring and making sure I don’t overuse commas or make up new English words.

Chapter Text


Tell Mycroft “blue ribbon”.
He’ll know what it means.
SH

Tell him yourself.

He’s ignoring me so I’m
ignoring him back to anno
him.
SH

*annoy.
SH

You don’t think he’ll just
think you’ve stopped
bothering him?

Not if he’s not an idiot. Which
he is, so I see your point.
SH

What’s wrong?

Nothinng.
SH

It takes forever for you
to write a reply and your
spelling is horrible.

It’s hard texting with
a cast.
SH

You’ve broken an arm?

It’s just a hairline fracture.
SH

What happened?

John pushed me out of
the way of a car and I
fell on my arm.
SH

How did we miss this?

I’m fine, thanks for
asking.
SH

Did John make the cast
at Baker Street?

Yes, just after he diagnosed
the fracture with his X-ray
vision.
SH

You mean there are official
records of you getting X-rayed
and having your arm placed in a cast?

Probably, yes.
SH

How did we miss that?

When you’ve figured out
how you failed to invade
my privacy, will you tell
Mycroft “blue ribbon”?
SH

Stop being a child and tell
him yourself.

But my arm is broken.
SH

It’s a hairline fracture.

I still think that gets me
out of talking to Mycroft.
SH

No. It doesn’t.

-x-

I need some advice.

That’ll cost you.
SH

How much?

That depends on what
it’s about.
SH

Your brother.

I’ll give you one for free:
quit your job and you won’t
need any more advice.
SH

He’s running a fever.

High?
SH

I haven’t quite managed
to take his temperature.

Don’t worry about it. Either
it’s not that high and he'll
power through, or it’s high
and then he’ll collapse soon
enough.
SH

Sherlock.

Seriously. He’s a stubborn git
and you know it. Either he
collapses on his own, or you’ll
have to sedate him.
SH

Do you know any good
sedatives?

Don’t you mean soporifics?
SH

I don’t know. Just something
that makes him go to sleep.

I’ll send you a link.
SH

These are all hallucinogenic….

Hm, Freudian slip.
SH

Sure it was.

It was, but I encourage
you to try one on him.
SH

Or try one yourself, for
that matter.
SH

Just give me the right list.

Fine.
SH

You’re far too drug-liberal,
do you know that?

What can I say, I love being
an accomplice to treason.
SH

This isn’t treason. This is an
intervention for his own
damn good.

Please record the
conversation when you
try to explain that to him
afterwards.
SH

I’ll just tell him you did it.

Mycroft’s evil genius has
rubbed off on you.
SH

That might be the most
beautiful thing you’ve
ever said to me.

I’ll take that as full
payment for the advice.
SH

I’m not paying you for
telling me to drug my
boss.

The thought of you
drugging Mycroft is
actually reward enough.
SH

I even think it might
put me in your debt.
SH

You’re always in my debt.

Good luck knocking out
the elephant.
SH

Hush.

-x-

I need John to write
me a prescription
for naproxen.

You know you’d be
forced to reveal your
personal details for
that, right?
SH

I don’t care. I’m about
to send your brother to
buy me painkillers.

Dysmenorrhoea?
SH

Yes.

John says naproxen is
sold OTC as well.
SH

That’s only 250 mg.

Take two.
SH

Or three?
SH

Please?

He says he’d be more
comfortable if you
contacted your usual
prescriber.
SH

It’s not morphine.

Text him your details
and he’ll see to it.
SH

You are both angels.

Isn’t this a regular
enough occurrence that
you should be able to
plan for?
SH

Shut. Up.

-x-

Your brother is scheduled
for a knee ligament surgery
tomorrow.

So?
SH

I thought you should know.

Why? That’s hardly a life-
threatening procedure.
SH

For the love of Queen
Victoria! Because he’s
your brother. That’s why!

That’s a terrible reason.
SH

Fine. The next time someone’s
going to cut your brother open,
I won’t tell you.

No. I want to know every
time anyone, intentionally
or unintentionally, cuts
open any part of Mycroft.
SH

Then what are you
complaining about?

I prefer to learn about
it after the fact.
SH

You don’t have to worry,
Sherlock. Like you said,
it's not life-threatening.

I’m not worried.
SH

I’ll e-mail you the details
anyway.

-x-

Did they kill you?
SH

What have I said about
the intelligence of that
sort of question?
MH

Still alive, then.
SH

Do try to hide your
disappointment.
MH

Are you at least in pain?
SH

I’m sad to inform you that
the pain is manageable.
MH

I will try to live with that
disappointment as well.
SH

-x-

It’s a cliché, but doctors
are horrible patients.
SH

Is John ill?

No, he has a cold.
SH

Or SARS, judging by the
sound of his complaining.
SH

Make him some tea.

I’m not going anywhere
near him.
SH

So he’s actually not really
being a horrible patient?

No, perhaps he’s just horrible.
SH

Be nice.

God, he just threw up. I’m
getting out of here.
SH

You can’t leave him alone!

Don’t be ridiculous, of
course I’m not leaving him
alone. I’m telling Mrs Hudson
to look after him.
SH

Sherlock!

-x-

I’m reading about the
“Miller Manors Murder”
in the paper. Is it really
this freakish?

Ugh. That sounds like one
of John’s blog entries.
SH

Now that you mention
it, it does have that ring
to it.

And to answer your
question: I don’t read
the papers (or John’s
blog), but it would
surprise me if even
half of what they report
is true.
SH

I thought you would
have solved it by now.

I would have, but John
is being impossible and
won’t let me go outside.
SH

Why?

The Miller’s youngest
son had chickenpox.
SH

And?

And it turns out I never
had it as a child.
SH

You have chickenpox?

Yes.
SH

I’m sorry, but that’s
about the most adorable
thing I’ve ever heard!

I can assure you that
it's not even a little bit
adorable.
SH

A little.

No.
SH

How do you feel?

I honestly can’t tell if
the itching or the boredom
is worse.
SH

Or the hovering Dr Watson.
SH

I can take him off your hands
for a while, if you’d like.

I’m sure you could, but
couldn't you send over the
CCTV footage from
Miller Manor instead so
that I can have something
to think about besides
the itching?
SH

Hacking private cameras
isn't what I do.

Yes it is. Do it, or I’ll send
Mycroft a letter containing
my virus! If memory serves
me right, he’s never had it
either.
SH

Sinking to threats of
bioterrorism, are we?

Yes. Is it effective?
SH

God, yes. Give me an
hour and you’ll have
the footage.

That’s the spirit.
SH

-x-

It’s hard when you can't
tell if the headache is a
hangover, a migraine, or
caffeine withdrawal.

How was the royal wedding?
SH

Fabulous.

-x-

What’s the real reason the
Millennium Bridge is closed?
SH

I can’t access that information
at the moment.

Why not?
SH

I’m in hospital.

What for?
SH

I’m in labour.

What?
SH

You’re going to be an uncle.

What?
SH

I’m just kidding.

I think I had a small stroke.
SH

Oh, hush! You’d be lucky
to have the Holmes genes
mixed with mine.

Perhaps. But not Mycroft’s.
SH

Are you suggesting that
I should use your genes?

Certainly not.
SH

That’s what sounded like.

I have no intention of
ever procreating.
SH

That’s why I have to
settle with your brother’s.

Are you threatening me?
SH

If I was, you wouldn’t have
to ask.

That feels reassuring.
SH

I am actually in hospital
though.

Why?
SH

Your brother insisted.

Is he there with you?
SH

No, he has a world to run.

What’s wrong?
SH

Nothing. He’s overacting.

Yes, I know he’s prone to do
that. What’s wrong?
SH

I went into anaphylactic shock.

How bad?
SH

Let me put it like this: the
ECC has a recording of
your brother requesting
an ambulance.

But you’re all right now?
SH

Yes. They’ve given me
epinephrine, the swelling
has gone down, but my
blood pressure is still a
bit low. Apparently.

What are you allergic to?
SH

I don’t know, it’s never
happened before. I’m
waiting around for a
cute doctor to come and
poke me with a needle to
find out.

Do you want me to send
you John to do it?
SH

Always.

And you’re really all right?
SH

Yes.

Good.
SH

-x-

Sherlock, what’s this?

Nothing.
SH

No, seriously, what is this?

It’s a case for your EpiPen.
SH

You give the oddest, yet
sweetest, gifts.

Just don’t be an idiot and
eat something you’re
allergic to again.
SH

I’ll do my very best, Sherlock.

Chapter 19: Hiatus

Summary:

The sporadic contact between Sherlock and not!Anthea during the two years Sherlock is away.

Notes:

This chapter follows directly after Chapter 14: The Afterfall. The first two texts are here are the last two Sherlock sent in that chapter.

As always: all my love to zedille for her help.


Chapter Text

I’ll keep in touch.
SH

I promise.
SH

-x-

I really thought you of all people
would know how to pack for
travel outside the UK.
SH

Excuse me?

You’re forgiven.
SH

I wasn’t actually apologising.

You should.
SH

If my packing isn’t to your
satisfaction, you can pack
your own bags the next
time you decide to fake
your death.

I think I just might.
SH

I really don’t get paid enough.

You’ll have to take that up
with Mycroft.
SH

I will. He still hasn’t reimbursed me
for babysitting you to begin with.

I don’t need babysitting.
SH

I didn’t forget to pack anything.

Yes, you did.
SH

No, I decided you couldn’t
bring your Batman costume.

I don’t have one.
SH

I’ve seen pictures.

I’m adding Mycroft’s name
to my target list.
SH

I thought he was always at
the top of that.

He is.
SH

I know how to pack, Sherlock.
I leave the country at least
twice a month.

Yes and if we accept the
premise that you haven’t
forgotten to pack anything, I
must conclude that you’re
painfully unobservant of the
fact that most of the world
don’t share our sockets.
SH

Oh. I forgot the wall plug
adaptor. I’m sorry.

It’s all right. They sell them
on the Continent too. I just
wanted you to know you
screwed up.
SH

As I said: the next time you
fake your death, you can
pack your bags yourself.

I think I will.
SH

But leave the Batman costume.

-x-

I sent you a file on what
you cannot, under any
circumstances, mess with
when you’re in the Czech
Republic.

You’re not supposed to
know where I am.
SH

I manage your bank account. I
can see what currency you use.

I should have stayed in the
Eurozone.
SH

I’m not the one you’re
supposed to be hiding from.

Debatable.
SH

Hush.

Seriously, though. Read the file.

I will.
SH

And send me a postcard!

-x-

How are things in London?
SH

John is doing all right.

That’s not what I asked.
SH

Yes it was.

-x-

I need a shower.
SH

Are you a dirty boy?

I set myself up for that
one, didn’t I?
SH

Yes, you did.

I need a shower.
SH

Can’t really help you with
that.

You good-for-nothing.
SH

I’m sorry.

I really need a shower.
SH

-x-

New phone.
SH

What happened to the
old one?

I dropped it in a fountain.
SH

You dropped it?

Fine. I fell into a fountain
and had my phone on me.
SH

I’m going to find out
where you are and see
if I can find camera
footage.

I thought you had a
country to run to its knees.
SH

It’s my day off.

-x-

My account seems frozen.
SH

I’ll see to it.

-x-

Can I outsource a thing
to you?

God! That scared the life
out of me.
SH

What? The text alert?

Yes. I’ve had it turned off
for weeks. I forgot I had
turned it back on.
SH

You don’t still have Ms
Adler’s moan, right?

No, that one was rather
personalised to the
phone I left on the roof.
SH

I’m glad to hear.

I’m sure you are.
SH

So, can I outsource a
thing to you?

You or Mycroft?
SH

Queen and country.

So, Mycroft.
SH

Can you do it or not?

What is it?
SH

I am supposed to sit
in on a ERM II meeting
in Copenhagen but I’m
double-booked and
since you’re in Denmark…

I’m not here on vacation.
SH

I know.

And even if I were, that sounds
incredibly boring.
SH

It is.

Then I think I’ll pass.
SH

Please!

No.
SH

-x-

There’s something up
with your passport.

Details?
SH

We’re figuring it out. Don’t
use it until you’ve heard
from one of us.

-x-

Do you want me to send
you your very own army
doctor?
SH

Doing some early Christmas
shopping in your local war
zone, are we?

Do you want her or not?
SH

Her?

I realised that the only
preferences I know you
have are “uniform” and
“doctor”. I figured that
your constant innuendos
could be a way of
overcompensating for
some form of internalised
homophobia and I thought
I’d offer you an alternative.
SH

I can’t really decide if I find
this incredibly sweet or
incredibly insulting.

So was I right?
SH

No, not even close. And
I’m pretty sure this is just
a way for you to watch me
and a female version of
John having lesbian sex.

Why would I want that?
SH

Don’t play naive. You know
exactly why.

To clarify: you don’t want
me to send her to London?
SH

No, but thank you for
thinking about me.

-x-

You have no idea how
wonderful it is to be in a
country where they drive
on the right side of the road.
SH

I’m assuming you mean the
right side as the left-hand side.

Yes! The proper, normal side.
Like the Queen wants us to.
SH

Do you want some biscuits
with your tea, dear?

Oh God! Yes.
SH

Homesick?

No.
SH

-x-

Tell Mycroft to answer my email!
SH

He’s in Ireland.

I’m sure they have Internet there.
SH

I’ll phone him.

Thank you.
SH

Anything wrong?

Just have him answer the email.
SH

I will.

-x-

Are you all right?

Yes.
SH

I haven’t heard from you
in months.

Didn’t Mycroft get my email
eight days ago?
SH

Yes, but I haven’t heard
from you in months.

I’m all right.
SH

Are you sure?

Yes.
SH

-x-

Your mother called me.

Hasn’t Mycroft kept her
updated?
SH

She wants more than
“Sherlock is alive and
somewhere in the world.”

What did you tell her?
SH

That you’re alive and
somewhere in the world.

Good.
SH

I feel dirty.

I’ll text her.
SH

Really?

I promise.
SH

-x-

Your brother is wondering if
you got the microphones.

I did.
SH

I imagine the biscuits were
your doing?
SH

Perhaps.

Thank you.
SH

-x-

New phone.
SH

What happened?

You’re better off not
knowing.
SH

I’m not sure about that.

I’m better off with you
not knowing.
SH

I have a vacation coming
up. I will find out what
happened to this one, too.

-x-

How did you get my home
address?

Freaking out?
SH

Yes! Please say you got it
from your brother.

Ask him yourself.
SH

That would make this even
creepier, if that were possible.

I thought you said you wanted
a postcard.
SH

I did, 18 months ago. I never
thought you’d bother.

Be careful what you wish for.
SH

Thank you for the card.

You’re welcome.
SH

I miss you too.

-x-

The Trepoff case?

I don’t know what you’re
talking about.
SH

You have to stop doing
that sort of thing.

I don’t know what you’re
talking about.
SH

If it takes me three headlines in
German and a telegram on the
BBC to figure it out, imagine how
easy it can be for people who
actually speak German.

I don’t know what you
are talking about.
SH

But if I did I would say that
you're giving yourself too
little credit. Most people
are idiots.
SH

And think that I’m dead.
SH

Just be careful.

-x-

What happened to Mycroft’s
mobile?
SH

Oh damn. I was going to give
you his new number. I’ve been
thinking about it all week.

What happened to it?
SH

I would love to say that he
dropped it in the toilet, but
it just died.

I will imagine him dropping
it in the toilet.
SH

If it makes you happy.

You have no idea how much
it does.
SH

He’s on a conference call with
the ECB, should I tell him to call
you when he’s done?

Yes.
SH

Anything I can do?

It’s nothing. Just tell Mycroft
to call me.
SH

I will.

-x-

Is there a reason you’ve
missed your last three
report dates?

-x-

If you don’t get in touch
soon, I’ll send your brother
after you.

I’m not even kidding.

Chapter 20: The Empty Hearse

Summary:

The Empty Hearse told through texts.

Notes:

This is the 20th instalment of this series and I have no idea how it happened. Not to go all Academy Award Speech on you but I really do want to thank all of you who read, send kudos and comments, and talk to me about this fic. To all of you who answer my weird questions about strange details I then never use, thank you! No matter if you’ve been following since the very first prompt fill in 2011 or if you just found the fic, thank you! You’re fantastic!

A special thank you goes, as always, to zedille for being on this crazy journey with me.

Chapter Text

Did you know the agent?
SH

What agent?

The incompetent one who
gave his life so that you
could use national resources
to get me out of Serbia.
SH

Oh, that agent. No.

You did say “one of our men”.
SH

Yes, ours. The United Kingdom’s.

It’s always Queen and Country
with you, isn’t it?
SH

A lot of the time it’s you and
your brother.

You didn’t kill that agent
yourself, did you?
SH

God, no! I could have allocated
resources for the Serbia trip
anyway. His death was just
very convenient.

”Incompetent in life, convenient
in death” rather catch for a
headstone.
SH

Oh, be nice!

It’s more imaginative than the
one Mycroft gave me.
SH

He’ll do better next time.

I would hope so.
SH

Speaking of my brother, when
did you start calling him Mycroft?
SH

I haven’t.

You called me Mr Holmes.
SH

I couldn’t very well call you
cutie in front of my boss.

For the record: you can
never call me that.
SH

Noted.

So, when did you start calling
him Mycroft?
SH

I haven’t.

Etiquette states that if two
brothers are present at the
same time, the honour of
being addressed with their
father’s name falls to the older
if other arrangements haven’t
been mutually agreed upon.
SH

That’s ridiculous.

I agree, but you haven’t called
me Mr Holmes since the first
time you texted me.
SH

And the reason for doing so now
would be that I’m calling your
brother by his first name?

Perhaps not.
SH

Yeah, perhaps not. And I
know we still have some
equipment from two years
ago, but will you please take
the stairs down from the roof?

Now.

Are you having me followed?
SH

No.

Are you following me?
SH

Yes.

Don’t worry. I won’t jump off a
building again. It was inconvenient
enough the first time.
SH

“Inconvenient” is one word for it.

I’ll take the stairs. Don’t worry.
SH

Good. I put a lot of effort into
getting you home. I’d like
you to stay in one piece for at
least a couple of hours.

I thought you said you didn’t
kill that agent.
SH

I’ve really missed you.

I’ve missed you, too.
SH

-x-

How did it go?

I might have miscalculated a
couple of things.
SH

Yes, I’ve been informed
there was an… incident
at the restaurant.

That’s one way of putting it.
SH

How would you put it?

I don’t know.
SH

Good thing you didn’t jump
out of a cake, at least.

Yes.
SH

Did I get a little smile?

Yes.
SH

So how did it go?

I don’t really know. John’s
moustache was distracting.
SH

It’s terrible, isn’t it?

Quite.
SH

I blame you.

I can’t really see how I’m
at fault here.
SH

Your brother and I have
discussed it over drinks.

Seriously?
SH

Yes.

You and Mycroft were drinking and
talking about John’s facial hair?
SH

Among other parts of him.

I think I need to bleach my brain.
SH

Because you know this one
is true?

Yes, it’s far too easy to imagine.
SH

What can I say? Not all our
conversations are about trivia
like terrorism and election
fraud. Sometimes we talk
about important things like Dr
Watson’s cute little bum.

Did you come to a conclusion?
SH

About the moustache.
SH

Damn, you were too quick!

I realised I needed to be
more precise.
SH

The most obvious conclusion
would be that Mary likes it.

She doesn’t.
SH

We know, so the second best
guess is that it’s your fault.

Obviously.
SH

What do you think about
Mary, though?

She’s clever.
SH

And an only child.
SH

Shortsighted.
SH

Lib Dem.
SH

She has a secret tattoo.
SH

Ooh? Let’s get back to that one
later! But deductions aside,
what do you think of her?

At the moment I think I prefer
her over John.
SH

You don’t mean that.

Perhaps not, and I think I
actually prefer being
attacked to being hugged
by Lestrade.
SH

Lestrade hugged you?

Unfortunately. And he’s smoking
again.
SH

It’s your fault.

Why is every stupid thing
people do suddenly my
fault?
SH

Because you’re a bad
influence!

I haven’t been here for
two years!
SH

And you don’t think that has
anything to do with it?

It’s not like I wanted to leave!
SH

I know.

I had to leave.
SH

I know.

How are you feeling?

I honestly have no idea. I really
underestimated some things,
didn’t I?
SH

Yes you did, but John will
come around once he’s
calmed down a bit.

Maybe.
SH

Do you want to play a
game or two of Scrabble?

Yes, I do.
SH

-x-

How was your first night
back at Baker Street?

I can’t describe it, but it’s
been a long time since I
woke up feeling this way.
SH

Good or bad?

Perfect.
SH

Then don’t let this ruin
your morning, but your
brother is on his way
over.

Ugh. Estimated time of arrival?
SH

97 seconds.

You should really work on
your “heads ups”.
SH

I don’t work for you.

I’m only too aware of that.
SH

-x-

Remind me to get Mycroft a
goldfish for his birthday.
SH

What about the exploding
umbrella?

That’s more of a Christmas
present, really.
SH

-x-

I’m in so much trouble
right now.

What did you do?
SH

Your brother is going to
kill me!

Nonsense. Either you’re too
valuable to him, or he’s too
lazy to do it. I don’t know which,
but it’s one or the other.
SH

I’m not kidding, Sherlock.

Perhaps not, but you are
exaggerating. What did
you do?
SH

Promise your mother that
he would accompany her
and your father to a matinee
at the West End.

They’re coming to London?
SH

Yes.

Why?
SH

You haven’t seen them in years!

They’re not supposed to know
that I’m back!
SH

As subtle as you are, it will
be on the news in a matter
of days if not hours. I couldn’t
let them hear it from the BBC!

This is your doing?
SH

Yes…

They’ll never find your body.
SH

-x-

Molly? Really?

I’m not sure you’re allowed
to talk to me yet.
SH

So instead you’re playing with
Molly Hooper?

Jealous?
SH

I’m not the one you’re
trying to make jealous.

I’m not trying to make
anyone jealous.
SH

Sure.

At least take the girl out. Don’t
just do the in-flat cases. Take
her to a crime scene!

Despite of popular belief, I
don’t create crime scenes.
SH

Says the man who threatened
to make my body disappear for
all eternity.

Yes, but that wouldn’t lead
to a crime scene.
SH

That’s true. Take care, have fun.

-x-

How can you allow people to light
huge, unsupervised bonfires in
the middle of the city?
SH

I imagine Bonfire Night would
be a bit dull without the actual
bonfires.

Yes, mass arson is always fun.
SH

Burning people who plot high
treason is a lovely pastime.
The symbolism should be
highly encouraged, since your
brother won’t let us arrange
public executions anymore.

It’s a public safety issue.
SH

Like you care about that.

Well, you should.
SH

We do, you should see the
overtime for the fire
department. The question
is, why do you care?

No particular reason.
SH

I will find out, Sherlock.

I thought you had a vote
to rig in Parliament.
SH

You’re surprisingly well-informed.

Mycroft tried to use the vote to
get me to take his place at the
matinée.
SH

Ah, yes. He’s been trying the same
with me all week.

With no luck, I suppose.
SH

Obviously not. The vote was rigged
ages ago. I’m not leaving that
sort of thing to the last minute.

I’m sure he’s pleased with
your efficiency.
SH

Quite. I heard him mutter
something about how we
need a new ambassador
to Micronesia.

You must be very excited.
SH

I am. Trying on bikinis as we
text.

Before you go into exile, do
you still have those cameras
at Baker Street?
SH

Absolutely not.

I don’t believe you.
SH

I’m hurt.

You’ll survive. Can you send me
the footage?
SH

Sure. I’ll have your parents
bring them when they visit.

You’re really enjoying having
them in town, aren’t you?
SH

Probably more than you and
your brother put together.

Mary’s all right, by the way.
SH

Now I really have to figure
out what happened last night.

-x-

Sherlock, we need to
install cameras in John
and Mary’s flat.

I thought you already
had about four there.
SH

We don’t.

Why are you telling me?
SH

We’d appreciate your help
installing them.

You’re funny today.
SH

Sherlock, we think she’s the
target. They took John to get
to HER, not to you.

What?
SH

She was contacted, not you.
For all we know the people
behind this didn’t even know
you were back.

Bring the cameras and I’ll
install them as soon as I can.
SH

I’ll send those with your
parents as well.

I figured.
SH

I’ve been going over the
footage, by the way, and
just so you know: John was
on his way to see you when
it happened. If it’s worth
something.

I’m not sure it is.
SH

He’ll come around. Don’t
worry. He’s actually glad
you’re back.

-x-

Are you and Mycroft in Houses
of Parliament?
SH

I am. He’s not.

Leave.
SH

Pretty important vote going on.

You said you rigged it ages ago.
I don’t have time to explain,
just get out.
SH

Fine.

-x-

I was the only person you
thought about evacuating?

You were the only one there
worth saving.
SH

You don’t think our government
is worth saving?

I did ask for Mycroft as well,
did I not?
SH

Cute.

I’m talking about the ACTUAL
government. And all the MPs!

If I had called in a bomb
threat, the MPs would have
been evacuated, and the
police and bomb units would
have been sent in. I made an
assessment and decided to
sacrifice politicians instead
of law enforcement.
SH

I… don’t know how to respond
to that.

Why does everyone think that
I’m completely irresponsible?
SH

Because we know you.

Thanks.
SH

At least it seems like we
didn't waste all the money
we used to extract you from
Serbia.

Always glad to make life
easier for your accountant.
SH

So are things back to normal
between the two of you now?

Your accountant and I?
SH

You and John, obviously.

We’re getting there.
SH

Good.

Oh, and your brother wants
you to know that he’ll never
threaten you with a knighthood
again if you go to Les Mis in
his place.

Tempting as that sounds, I
have a prior engagement.
SH

When did you have time to
arrange that?

I’m throwing an engagement
party for John and Mary
tomorrow.
SH

What?

Yes, I’m sorry. It seems
the former army doctor
is off the market.
SH

That’s not what I’m talking about.
He hasn’t been on the market
for years. Not really.

What do you mean?
SH

Never mind. You’re throwing
a party? With people?

I thought it’d been the least
I could do after I sort of ruined
John’s actual proposal.
SH

God…. The Landmark Hotel.

Yes.
SH

Oh, the story about that night
just gets better and better as
it gets worse and worse.

I’m sure there’s logic in that
statement somewhere.
SH

I’m surprised Mary didn’t go
for your throat as well.

What do I need for an
engagement party?
SH

Champagne. I’ll send some
over.

Thank you. I’m also going to
install the cameras tomorrow.
SH

Lovely.

If it’s at all possible, I’d
love a picture of Mycroft
on his way to Les Mis.
SH

That can be arranged, but
you’ll owe me.

More than I already do?
SH

Yes.

Chapter 21: The Sign of Three

Summary:

The Sign of Three told through texts.

Notes:

As always a big Thank You to zedille for betaing (and listening to all my logistic thoughts and issues).


Chapter Text

One downside to being back
is that we’re far less tolerant
of smoking than other countries.
SH

Yes, that clean air business is a drag.

We live in London.
SH

Good point. Doesn’t mean we
have to make it worse, though.

Perhaps, but these last months
I’ve realised how much I missed
smoking indoors.
SH

You live on your own now, you
can have any nasty habit you like.

Almost. Almost any nasty habit
you like.

I’m going back to patches after
this package.
SH

What? Voluntarily? Not whining
and kicking and screaming?

Yes.
SH

Sherlock, are you drunk?

Not yet, but I’m getting there.
SH

I was joking.

I wasn’t. How many people did
you think were coming to the
engagement party anyway?
SH

I don’t know? Some?

There are still five bottles of
champagne left!
SH

Well, four.
SH

Sherlock Holmes, are you
drinking champagne all on
your lonesome?

Certainly not. I’m drinking
it with London!
SH

You’re on a roof again, aren’t
you?

Yes, I am. The roof of 221 Baker
Street.
SH

What is it with you and roofs?

Oh, relax! I’m not going to jump.
SH

If you say so.

How was the engagement party?

Acceptable.
SH

You’re such a basket of candy
hearts and fluffy bunnies.

It’s the champagne, it goes
straight to my head. It was
very appreciated, by the way.
SH

Especially by Mrs Hudson.
SH

And you, apparently.

I won’t complain.
SH

You’d better not.

How long has Molly been
dating that man?
SH

Jealous?

Freaked out is a more accurate
way of putting it.
SH

Why?

Look him up, you’ll see.
SH

You tease.

Not even John missed it.
SH

Be kind to him, he’s getting
married.

I threw him a party.
SH

Admit that it was partly so
that you wouldn’t have to go
with your family to see Les Mis?

That might have contributed
to the rush, yes.
SH

Now, on a scale from one to the Burrell
affair, how horrified was Mycroft
when he came back to the office?
SH

I’d say probably a seven?

And you’re still not banished.
SH

I know! I’m disappointed, too.

Are our parents on their way
back home?
SH

No, they leave tomorrow at
4 p.m. I’ve arranged for the
four of you to have brunch
at Fortnum & Mason.

You’d better be joking again.
SH

I’m not. A car will pick you up
at noon, so don’t drink too
much tonight, would you?

I’ll talk Mycroft into banishing
you before they bring us the
biscuits.
SH

Just make sure it’s to someplace
warm.

-x-

I can’t believe you actually
wore the deerstalker when
you met the press for your
interview.

What would you have me
wear? Sandals and a hole
in each hand?
SH

It would have gone with the
the whole resurrection theme,
for sure.

A bit overdone, though.
SH

Quite so.

And I do have an image to
uphold.
SH

Are we trying to put some
space between the public
and the private?

That’s part of it, yes. The days
as a ‘private’ detective are
long gone.
SH

Yes, you even got a fan club now.

Besides John.

Ugh. Don’t remind me.
SH

What’s the other part of it?

Promise to not tell anyone?
SH

I’ll only use the information
to blackmail you into meeting
your mother.

I’ve missed it.
SH

You’ve missed the deerstalker?

You really can’t tell John.
SH

I won’t.

I’ve missed just about everything.
SH

-x-

Will John wear his uniform at
the wedding?

I have no idea.
SH

Find out, would you?

Why do you want to know?
SH

Research purposes.

Right.
SH

-x-

Play Scrabble with me.
SH

It’s five in the morning. What
are you doing up?

I’m not smoking.
SH

Good for you. Sleep.

Distract me!
SH

Please!
SH

Finish that exploding
umbrella you’ve been
talking about for ages.

-x-

Has Lestrade contacted you
about the Waters Gang case
yet?

The bank robbers? No. Boring.
He’s got that one. Just needs
to catch them.
SH

And you won’t help with that?

No, as I said, it’s boring. It’s
not a case, it’s police work.
SH

Now I imagine you saying that
just like your brother says
“legwork”.

-x-

I’m John’s best friend.
SH

And water is wet.

What?
SH

It is, I promise.

No, I mean, what are you talking
about?
SH

What are you talking about?

John asked me to be his best man
at the wedding.
SH

Who else would he ask?

True, most of his friends hate him.
SH

I’ve never understood how they
can’t like him. He’s adorable!

You read my essay on suppressed
hatred in close proximity, right?
SH

Yes, and I’m still ignoring your not-
so-subtle hints about my relationship
with your brother.

Can’t you at least acknowledge
why John’s friends don’t like him?
SH

Fine. That was a rather valid point.

I still don’t see it though.

You work for Mycroft, you’re just
about as blind to normal human
nature as I am.
SH

I’m going to let that one slide.

How can I be John’s best friend?
SH

Have YOU read your essay?

Of course I have.
SH

Did you say yes when he asked?

Obviously.
SH

Have you started planning the
stag night?

Do people really do that?
SH

Eh, yeah!

With what? Alcohol, strippers,
and cigars?
SH

There are other stag nights
besides Barney Stinson stag
nights.

Is he a friend of Mycroft?
SH

If the suit fits.

You’ve lost me.
SH

I expected as much. And speaking
of expectations, John will expect a
stag night.

What other idiotic traditions
have I signed up for?
SH

A speech.

He said something about that.
SH

Yes, and helping out with lots of the
wedding planning. Perhaps
organising the wedding gifts-list.

You know what? I’ll send you a
‘Best Man for Dummies’ book.

Wouldn’t it be easier if I just asked
him to pick someone else?
SH

There can’t be anyone but you.

I’m going to mess this up.
SH

No, you won’t.

I think I need a cigarette.
SH

Are you panicking?

No.
SH

You’ll do fine, Sherlock.

I’ll think about the stag night.
SH

Can I come with you?

Are you prepared to jump out
of a cake?
SH

No, that’s your bit.

-x-

John will wear morning dress
at the wedding.
SH

That’s a shame.

I don’t think military regulations
allow a retired officer to wear
full dress uniforms.
SH

If that’s the case, I’ll change the
regulations if he wants me to!

Mary and I have decided on
morning dress.
SH

You and Mary are no fun at all.

-x-

[Audio file received]

What is this?

Have you listened to it?
SH

I won’t open it until you
tell me what it is.

It’s a wedding waltz.
SH

I’d rather help you try
wedding cakes.

Mycroft, give Madeleine
back her phone!
SH

Oh, ha ha.

Just listen to it.
SH

Fine, all right.

What do you think?
SH

I don’t recognise it.

Of course you don’t.
SH

Thanks.

No, I mean that you couldn’t
recognise it. You’re the first
person to hear it.
SH

Did you write this?

Yes. What do you think?
SH

Let me listen to it again.

It feels a bit… unfinished? And
something around the one-minute
mark feels off, I can’t tell you why
or what it is. But, wow, Sherlock.

I’ve never really written music
people are supposed to dance
to. Or hear, for that matter.
SH

You should let people at least
listen to it. It’s beautiful.

No, something is off. You said
so yourself.
SH

You have weeks to get it right.

I hope I will.
SH

-x-

Do you think the world’s
only consulting detective
could wear a top hat rather
than a deerstalker?
SH

Are you contemplating rebranding?

Maybe. I really enjoy this hat.
SH

Not the tie so much, but I
could get used to the hat.
SH

Oh, damn it. I wanted to see
you in a cravat.

If you take me to Stockholm
in December, I’ll wear one.
SH

Nice try. If I take you to the
Nobel banquet, you’ll be wearing
white tie. But you won’t get near
any Nobel laureates again if
I have anything to do with it.

It was worth a try.
SH

Are the fittings done?

God, no, but we’ve decided
on colours for the ties and
waistcoats.
SH

And the winner is?

Golden eggshell.
SH

Beige.

Golden eggshell.
SH

I’m so happy I wasn’t involved
in the Royal Wedding.

-x-

[Audio file received]

Would you mind trying to
to dance to this?
SH

Seriously?

Yes, there’s only so much
I can do on my own.
SH

You want me to waltz?

Yes.
SH

Stop rolling your eyes at me.

It’s a wedding waltz. Of course
you should waltz.
SH

I can’t waltz.

Ask Mycroft to teach you.
SH

You want me to try John and
Mary’s wedding waltz with
your brother?

Not when you put it like that.
SH

I thought so.

Could you listen to it, at least?
SH

I have, and I think it’s amazing.

But can you dance to it?
SH

I don’t know. Do John and Mary
even know how to waltz?

I’m working on it.
SH

Are you teaching them to dance?

I’m teaching him to dance.
Mary already knows how to.
SH

Of course she does.

You should learn how to waltz.
SH

I have a world to run.

-x-

What do you know about Major
James Sholto, formerly with the
Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers?
SH

He sounds familiar. At least the
regiment does.

It’s John’s old regiment.
SH

Oh, that’s why.

So do you know anything about
Major Sholto?
SH

He must have been John’s
commanding officer, right?

Yes.
SH

Is he coming to the wedding?

He hasn’t RSVPed, but John
seems sure about it.
SH

That’s nice.

I suppose so.
SH

It is.

Do you know what really
happened when he was
discharged?
SH

Why do you want to know?

I’m just curious.
SH

And a little bit jealous.

Are there any records of the
incident or not?
SH

Is the Ministry of Defence a
governmental department?

Yes.
SH

Then what do you think?

So look it up.
SH

It’s still military, though, so
it's probably classified and
sealed.

You can unseal it.
SH

Yes, I can, but what do we say?

Please.
SH

Good. I’ll look into it.

Thank you.
SH

-x-

I’ve decided to have a stag
night for John.
SH

Excellent! What are you planning?

A pub round seems both
traditional and tolerable.
SH

The two most important Ts.
What are you planning for
theme?

I don’t know.
SH

Oh, do murders!

John has explicitly told me
that he doesn’t want any
murders near his wedding.
SH

Not a real one! But your Monopoly
board of murders! That would be
such a perfect theme.

It wasn’t murders on every street.
It was just solved crimes.
SH

Just as well, you couldn’t do
22 pubs anyway.

There were nine murders on
the board.
SH

That you could totally do.

Further planning is needed.
SH

Alternate with water!

-x-

So, how was the stag night?

Shut up.
SH

What?

I can hear you gloating all
the way here.
SH

That’s ridiculous, you can’t
hear someone gloat.

That doesn’t change the
fact that you already know
exactly what happened.
SH

Not EXACTLY.

There’s a good chance you have
more details than I do, though.
SH

Heh, how are you feeling?

Hangovers are child’s play. I’ve
gone through withdrawal.
SH

So not so good?

No. I blame John and his stupid
wedding.
SH

Don’t call the wedding stupid.

Fine.
SH

Have you ever dated a ghost?
SH

Let’s see… there was Mr Snow,
but he was a vampire. Then I had
a one-night-stand with a werewolf,
but I can’t remember his name.

Funny.
SH

I did actually date a tongue wizard
once.

I’m going to ignore you now.
SH

What did you expect? It was
a stupid question.

The client thinks she dated
a ghost.
SH

Well, then she’s an idiot.

I agree, but the case is far
more intriguing than flower
arrangements.
SH

Are we growing a bit tired of
the wedding planning?

Not tired per se, but I miss the
work. I haven’t been Sherlock
Holmes in a while.
SH

You could always wear the deerstalker
at the wedding.

I think Mary might actually take
John’s gun and shoot me if I did
that.
SH

I wouldn’t blame her.

-x-

I think the waltz is done.
SH

Send it to me!

[Audio file received]

Sherlock, this is amazing.

You think it’ll do?
SH

Yes!

Good.
SH

Now I really wish I knew how
to waltz.

I’m done as a dance teacher. John
sucked the life out of me.
SH

Was he really that bad?

Yes.
SH

Will he manage on Saturday?

He’d better! I’ve written him a waltz.
SH

Them.

Do you really think it’s good enough?
SH

I do.

-x-

Help.
SH

What did you take?

What?
SH

What do you need help with?

The speech.
SH

You’re not done?

I haven’t started.
SH

The wedding’s tomorrow!

Don’t you think I know that?
SH

Sorry.

The book is useless!
SH

Don’t mind the book!

Then why did you give it to me?
SH

Because it was really funny at
the time.

I can’t mess this up.
SH

Write a first draft, and I’ll read
it for you.

Can you write it for me?
SH

No.

-x-

Big day!

Yes.
SH

Did you get any sleep?

No.
SH

Any chance I could get a picture
of you in your morning dress?

That can be arranged.
SH

Any chance I could get an old
picture of John in his uniform?

Probably not.
SH

Are you keeping them all for
yourself?

-x-

And that was that.
SH

It’s over?

No, I’m texting you from
inside the church.
SH

Really?

No.
SH

Just checking. How was the
ceremony?

Irreversible.
SH

Pfft, hardly. I legally killed and
revived you. I could annul all the
marriages in the entire country
before lunch if I wanted to.

Good to know.
SH

That might be the oddest
thing I’ve ever bragged about.

I’m still impressed.
SH

As you should be.

Mary’s maid of honour reminds
me a bit of you.
SH

She must be absolutely fabulous,
then!

She said something about the
best man and maid of honour
having sex being tradition. The
book didn’t say anything about that.
SH

It’s not that kind of tradition.

Why is it always about sex?
SH

Because the Beatles were wrong!

What?
SH

We need more than love.

Of course we do.
SH

Hence, sex.

You can’t live on sex, either.
SH

But you’ll die happier. Are you going
to follow that tradition?

No.
SH

Use a condom if you do!

-x-

What do you know about
the early signs of pregnancy?
SH

What was the last thing I
texted you? The very last
thing?

I haven’t had sex with Jeannine.
SH

Then why do you want to know?

I think Mary might be pregnant.
SH

Oh, shit.

Interesting reaction.
SH

Is it planned?

Hardly, seeing how much time
they put into choosing the wine.
SH

Their child would be so cute!

This conversation is turning out
to be completely useless.
SH

This conversation is turning into
gossip!

Then give me some facts, so
I can verify.
SH

Oh, there’s a good way to do that.

What?
SH

Ask her.

That’s cheating.
SH

…right. Well, I, for one, felt a
bit queasy.

You’ve been pregnant?
SH

Yes, but just for a couple of
weeks. Don’t worry, it was
before I met your brother.

I see.
SH

You can’t just Google your
way to the information?

I’m trying to host a wedding,
I can’t research things.
SH

Texting me is all right, though?

Only if it generates results.
SH

It won’t, so stop texting me
and just ask her.

Uncle Sherlock.

-x-

Are you all right?

Why wouldn’t I be?
SH

Your brother told me you called him.

Please tell me you weren’t the
thing he was filing.
SH

What?

Never mind.
SH

I’m always the one doing the
filing. I’m not completely sure
he understands the system we
use.

True. I’ve always been under
the impression that he prefers
the filing system at Eton, but
you never know. We don’t talk
about filing.
SH

We’re talking about different kinds
of filing, aren’t we?

I’m not talking about filing at all.
SH

Look at you with your innuendoes!
Now stop avoiding the question. Are
you all right?

Why wouldn’t I be?
SH

Hm, this feels familiar.

Why wouldn’t I be all right?
SH

You tell me.

I’m fine.
SH

Sherlock, you called your brother
to ask if he’d come to the wedding.

I asked him to come to the
reception. There is a difference.
SH

Yes, and I’m trying very hard to
figure out what that difference is
and why it’s important.

You do that. I have a wedding
reception to see to.
SH

-x-

The ghost, the one from the
stag night. He was at the wedding.
SH

What? What did you do?

I got the murderer.
SH

What are you on?

Nothing. Champagne.
SH

Then what are you talking about?
What happened?

There was a murder at the wedding.
SH

Christ!

No one died, and we caught him.
SH

Has ‘murder’ been redefined?

Never mind.
SH

Cut down on the champagne!

-x-

I think I have figured out why
you wanted your brother at
the reception tonight.

I didn’t.
SH

I could look into making that
legal, you know.

What are you talking about?
SH

Your second speech. The one
I didn’t get to see a draft of.

How do you even know about
that?
SH

John.

Ah.
SH

He wondered if I knew
where you are and why
you’re not answering him.

What did you tell him?
SH

That you were fucking the maid
of honour in the broom closet.

He didn’t believe me.

Imagine that.
SH

He also said the waltz was amazing.

And he didn’t step on her dress,
even once.
SH

You did good, Sherlock.

Thank you.
SH

But you should text John.

I’d rather play Scrabble with you.
SH

We can do that after.

Chapter 22: His Last Vow

Summary:

His Last Vow told through texts.

Notes:

Many thanks to zedille, as always and always. There wouldn't be much of this series without her. Go and give her some love!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

I see the Watsons have left the
country.

You’re tracing their passports too?
SH

Just his, but I assume Mary is
with him.

I imagine it would be a rather
dull sex holiday otherwise.
SH

Oh, do you now?

Yes.
SH

Interesting.

I can’t see how.
SH

Of course you can’t. And don’t
call the honeymoon a “sex holiday”.

Why? That’s what it is.
SH

No. A sex holiday is when you
go to Ibiza without booking a
hotel room and come home
with a STI.

They could be doing that.
SH

I highly doubt it.

The whole idea of ‘consummating
the marriage’ feels very pagan.
SH

We need something to balance
out the monotheism.

I would agree, but in this case
it’s completely unnecessary
as she’s already pregnant.
SH

Oh, it’s confirmed now?

Yes.
SH

Are they keeping it?

They are very happy.
SH

And you?

What do I have to do with it?
SH

Don’t be thick.

I don’t know anything about
babies.
SH

I’ll think you’ll be a natural.

A natural what?
SH

A natural at taking care of the
baby, of course.

I won’t be doing that.
SH

Yes you will, Uncle Sherlock.

No one will be allowed to call
me that.
SH

That will be your name, though.

It won’t.
SH

Just you wait and see.

-x-

Is it your policy to have people who
are highly susceptible to blackmail
in charge of national security?
SH

Oh, God. What now?

Is it Suresh?

Patrick Johnson?

Please tell me it’s not Berg.

Apparently, that is our policy. How
disappointing.
SH

Though I must say I appreciate
the timing of this. I was starting
to get bored out of my wits.
SH

Are you missing the Watsons?

No, it’s nice to have the flat all
to myself again.
SH

Mhm.

Mrs Hudson is pestering me
with board games.
SH

As long as you’re not pestering
me, I think it all works out.

Now tell me who contacted you.

I can’t. Client-Detective
confidentiality.
SH

That’s not a thing.

Is too.
SH

Tell me now, or I’ll tell your brother we
might have a security leak and you
won’t tell us.

Lady Smallwood.
SH

Ah, the power of threats.

Yes, that’s what worries me.
SH

You’re worried about our national
security? Really?

The reality of having Mycroft in
charge is disturbing enough. We
really don’t need blackmailers too.
SH

Don’t dis blackmailing. It’s very
effective, at times.

Again, that’s what worries me.
SH

Why are you telling me this?

Because I honestly thought you should
know that the head of MI6 is being
blackmailed.
SH

Thanks, I’ll look into it.

I thought you’d be more upset by this.
SH

Is it the letters concerning her
husband’s affair?

You know about it?
SH

Of course. We do some background
checks on the people we allow to play
with state secrets, after all.

Well, then.
SH

Don’t get yourself involved
in a Bond movie, Sherlock.
You don’t have cool-enough
gadgets for that.

-x-

You’re disturbingly quiet.

I’m abiding by your request
to not pester you at work.
SH

You once texted me the
periodic table in descending
order of atomic number
because I didn’t reply fast
enough in Scrabble.

You never do.
SH

I was at 10 Downing Street!

Then you should have turned
your phone off.
SH

Next time I will, but you can see
why I don’t trust you when you
say that you’re trying to honour
my wish to be left alone at work.

I’m surrounded with people
with trust issues.
SH

That’s mostly because you’re
not very trustworthy.

I’m trying to do a nice thing here.
SH

So it has nothing to do with a
certain former bridesmaid who
comes and goes quite frequently?

Please tell me you don’t have
a camera in my bedroom.
SH

I never thought I’d need one.

Do I need one?

You’re a horrible woman.
SH

Of course I am. Now tell me,
what's going on?

I’m holding auditions for a new
sidekick.
SH

Mm, yes, the Boffin is lacking his
Notorious Bachelor.

Hasn’t that reporter been
executed yet?
SH

No.

Must I do everything myself?
SH

I would help you, if you weren’t
lying to me.

I never lie to you.
SH

Ha! So your sudden interest in this
particular female has nothing
to do with your newly discovered
concern for our nation’s susceptibility
to blackmail?

No, I’m in it for the sex.
SH

I always wondered what you used
your sidekicks for…

Funny.
SH

You left yourself open to that one.

Yes, I rather did, didn’t I?
SH

Don’t be too hard on yourself.

I won’t be.
SH

Why didn’t you tell me that it’s
Magnussen who has Lady
Smallwood’s letters?

Who?
SH

Stupid is so not a good colour
on you.

Thank you.
SH

Would it have made a difference?
SH

I would have told you to back off.

How can you let a person
like Magnussen walk around
unsupervised like this?
SH

We don’t, but that’s above your
pay grade.

The head of MI6 is paying me
to get the letters back, I’d say
it’s exactly my pay grade.
SH

You don’t know what you’re up
against.

You sound like Mycroft.
SH

Oh, stop trying to flatter me.

I was trying to insult you.
SH

You’re failing horribly at both.

Good thing you’re not the one
I’m trying to woo, then.
SH

Sherlock, are you sleeping with
this woman to get to her boss?

I would never do such a thing.
SH

Let me rephrase: are you using a
woman to get to her boss?

What if I am?
SH

You would be a complete and
utter arse.

That I can live with.
SH

Sherlock.

What? What do you think I keep
you around for?
SH

I love you too.

Who’s pestering whom at work now?
SH

I’m pestering you ABOUT your
work, it’s different.

It doesn’t feel very different.
SH

Don’t break that girl’s heart for
a case, Sherlock.

Don’t let Magnussen run the newspapers
in the UK.
SH

Free press.

Language!
SH

Oh, shut up.

-x-

Mary sent me a sonogram
picture.
SH

Is everything all right?

Yes, though I’m pretty sure
they did this themselves.
It’s a bit early for an ultrasound,
according to my calculations.
SH

Did they do it themselves?

John doesn’t just play doctor,
you know.
SH

Is there a sex joke in there
somewhere?

Innuendo is in the eye of
the beholder.
SH

Your training is almost complete,
my young Padawan.

…right.
SH

So, what do you think about
the sonogram?

The ultrasound is such a
fascinating invention, but
it’s nothing compared to
antenatal development.
SH

Moved by the miracle of life, Uncle
Sherlock?

More than I ever thought I would be.
SH

I told you, you’ll be a natural.

-x-

You idiot!

Relax.
SH

Heroin?!

Molly’s already slapped me.
SH

Good for her!

How did you even know?
SH

How do you think?

Promise you won’t tell Mycroft.
I’m not done.
SH

Don’t worry, that’s not the
way this information goes.

Good.
SH

If you knew how slow you
actually are on heroin, you
would scare the shit out of
yourself.

-x-

Mycroft told you.
SH

Of course he did.

You could have warned me.
SH

I think you’re confusing me with
someone who thinks heroin
is okay.

It’s for a case!
SH

I thought you were working on
Lady Smallwood’s letters?

I am.
SH

You’ve got to help me see the
connection, because God help
me, I can’t.

I need a scandal for Magnussen
to go after.
SH

BUT HEROIN!

Diacetylmorphine. Heroin is
a brand name, really.
SH

Oh, fuck off.

Are diamonds important on
engagement rings?
SH

Are you still high?

As high as you can be on a
depressant.
SH

Ha. Ha.

I’m coming off it.
SH

You’re an idiot.

It. Is. For. The. Case.
SH

You’re still an idiot.

Fine. I’m an idiot. Can you
answer my question now?
SH

What was the question?

Diamonds – necessary or not
on engagement rings?
SH

What are you playing at?

I’m going to propose to Janine.
SH

Don’t you dare drag that woman
deeper into your bullshit!

What if I’m sincere?
SH

You’re already married.

My work will understand.
SH

I was talking about the Watsons.

So you’re not going to help me
pick out a ring?
SH

No, I’m washing my hands of you.

-x-

John said you stopped by
while I was asleep.
SH

I did.

Did you come to yell at me
about the morphine?
SH

Of course not.

It’s an opioid too.
SH

It’s not the same.

You’re right, I much prefer
heroin.
SH

I’m sorry.

What on earth for?
SH

You’re not angry with me?

God, no. Why would I be?
SH

How are you?

I’m feeling fairly certain that
you already have all my medical
records.
SH

Yes.

Actually dying isn’t half as
exciting as faking a suicide.
SH

I’ll remember that.

Can you keep a secret?
SH

You do know what my job
is, right?

It was Mary who shot me.
SH

Mary?

Watson.
SH

Mary Watson shot you?

And knocked my fiancée
unconscious.
SH

Mary Watson, as in your wife,
shot you?

John’s wife, yes, and judging
by her gear and muffler, it
wasn’t her first time shooting
people either.
SH

But she’s a nurse with a poor
voting record who bakes
beetroot bread. I have a file!

Yes, I’m getting less and less
impressed by your background
checks.
SH

Just saying.
SH

Does John know?

Not yet.
SH

Have you told the police?

Of course not!
SH

She bloody killed you!

I assure you, I’m in too much
pain to be dead.
SH

You flat-lined! They stopped
trying to revive you! You DIED!

I was dead for three years,
what’s another minute or so?
SH

This is not a joke, Sherlock!

I’m acutely aware of that.
SH

Can I tell your brother?

Actually, yes, please do, but
tell him to stay out of it.
SH

What are you going to do?

Sleep feels like a good idea.
SH

I meant about Mary.

I haven’t got that far, but it’s
not her fault. It’s Magnussen’s.
SH

What does he got to do with it?

He threatened and blackmailed
her.
SH

So she shot you.

Behold the wonders of the free
press!
SH

That’s really not it.

-x-

I like Janine. You should marry
that girl.

I tried, she didn’t want to.
SH

And you took her ring!
SH

John said I could!

Keep it.
SH

I’m making you a scrapbook
with all the news stories about
the two of you.

I can’t wait to see that.
SH

I’m going pretend you weren't
being sarcastic there.

Have you read any of them?

Not yet.
SH

I like the one where she says
you made her wear the hat.

That’s absurd. I would wear
the hat! I’m Sherlock Holmes.
SH

Indeed you are.

-x-

You’ve got mail.

What is this?
SH

What I’ve managed to put
together on Mary.

Trying to get me to trust your
background checks again?
SH

Yes.

The Woman said that all disguises
are self-portraits.
SH

Ms Adler?

Yes.
SH

This is a secret identity. Not
a disguise.

Aren’t those just different
sides of the same coin?
SH

I suppose they could be.

Thanks for the e-mail.
SH

It was that or killing her and
you’ve told me not to do
that. Yet.

That’s also appreciated.
SH

-x-

Do you need me to come
over there and kill you?

No, I’m fine, thanks.
SH

Really? Because it’s starting
to look like you have a
serious death wish.

I couldn’t TELL John. I had
to SHOW him.
SH

And what if you’d died this time?

I didn’t.
SH

What if you had?

I didn’t.
SH

Idiot!

I promise I will not leave this
hospital again until John rolls
me out in a wheel chair.
SH

Good. How’s he doing?

He’s moved back to Baker Street.
SH

I know.

He’ll get past it.
SH

Are you doing that thing again
when you underestimate the
impact loss has on John?

No, I won’t do that again, but
he will get past this. He hasn’t
lost Mary.
SH

I hope you’re right.

-x-

Do you want to know her real
name?

I know her real name. It’s
Mary Elisabeth Watson.
SH

Fine. Do you want to know
the name her parents gave
her?

Not unless she tells me.
SH

Or plays 20 Questions with me
to have me figure it out.
SH

Yeah, that’s how classy people
do it.

It’s been your turn in Scrabble
for two days now.
SH

Fuck!

-x-

Mary sent me another
sonogram picture.
SH

Have you shown it to John?

I’m debating it.
SH

Show him.

Are you sure?
SH

Yes. Then urge him to go to the
next check-up.

And offer to go there with him.

I was planning to ask her if she
wanted me to go with her,
either way.
SH

Do you miss her a lot?

Yes.
SH

-x-

The car will pick you up at
10 on the 24th to bring you
to your parents’.

Good.
SH

What? No screaming and
kicking and yelling?

Getting shot changes your
priorities.
SH

If I’d known that, I’d have shot you
years ago.

Can you make sure Mary is
picked up around the same
time as well?
SH

Of course, can’t let Mum and
Dad know that your boyfriend’s
wife shot you.

I have a feeling that would
ruin Christmas.
SH

Quite.

-x-

Would it be possible for you
to wipe Mycroft’s computer
before he leaves for Christmas?
SH

Not if I want to keep my job.

Two birds with one stone, then.
SH

I want to keep my job, Sherlock.

You keep saying that.
SH

Just accept that you’ll never
be able to fulfil me like your
brother can.

I’ll never understand women.
SH

To be fair, neither will your
brother.

True.
SH

Why do you need me to wipe
his computer?

You said you couldn’t do that.
SH

And that stands, but why did you
ask me in the first place?

I’m going to commit high treason.
SH

Why can’t you do Christmas like
a normal person?

Normal is boring.
SH

Send my love to your parents.

-x-

Don’t die. I’m so angry at
you, but don’t you dare die.

I’ll do my best.
SH

That’s not good enough,
Sherlock.

It’s the best I can do.
SH

I will kill you if you die after
all this.

I couldn’t not do it.
SH

Yes, you bloody well could!

John, Mary, and the baby are
safe now.
SH

He’ll be destroyed if you
don't come back.

He’s survived it once.
SH

You’re doing that thing you
said you wouldn’t do again.

I know, but I have to.
SH

I hate you!

You’ll look after them, right?
SH

Not for your sake.

If people die during things like
this, is it customary to tell people
about it?
SH

That they died, yes. Sometimes,
where they died. Never how.

When I do, don’t tell him.
SH

Don’t you dare say “when”.

Make up a cover story like the
one Mycroft told him about The
Woman. He’ll buy that.
SH

Sherlock, please stop.

I’m sorry.
SH

Just please don’t die.

Please.

Notes:

If you read this before The Abominable Bride you might notice that a part is missing. I removed it due to, well, The Abominable Bride.

Chapter 23: Weather

Summary:

A recent study concluded that the United Kingdom is the most weather obsessed nation in Europe, so it's no wonder that even Sherlock and not!Anthea can't avoid talking about the weather from time to time (no matter how much they like to think of themselves as different to everyone else).

Notes:

The same study stated that Sweden is the third most weather obsessed nation in Europe (Norway beats us!) so I think I might be qualified to write this.

Apart from that, I've been a terrible mother to this installment, having it lying around my HD for months only to send it to zedille for betaing when her finals started. (So I've been bad there too... I'm sorry...) Thank you for all your help! I appreciate even the parts I ignore ;)

As all theme ones this take place in the obscure time span of "from before ASiP to last moments of HLV".

Chapter Text

Nice weather today, don’t you
think?

Oh, god! Please don’t be one of
those people who makes small
talk about the weather.
SH

I’m not.

I hope so, because I was just
starting to like you.
SH

Oh, hush! You can’t help loving
me no matter what I talk about.

Yes, I can!
SH

No, I’m adorable.

You spelt “annoying” wrong.
SH

Pft.

The weather is really nice and hot
today, though. Just the type of
weather that makes former army
doctors walk around with almost
nothing on.

I will find the camera, and I
will destroy it.
SH

You say that every time, yet you
never have.

There’s always a first time.
SH

Please wait until after he puts his
clothes back on.

No.
SH

-x-

I’m thinking about creating a
new religion. It’s all about
worshipping the sun, and you
get the day off every time it’s
sunny outside.

Wouldn’t that require you to
change our state religion?
SH

Probably. But personally, I think
that Church of England is very
16th century.

If you involve human sacrifice,
I might actually help you.
SH

Tempting. I’ll think about it.

We can start with the really
stupid ones.
SH

We can start with you.

But then who would distract you from
work?
SH

I wouldn’t be at work. The sun is
shining, so I’d have the day off.

I’m not sure Mycroft would agree
to that.
SH

Well, let’s sacrifice him first, then.

Are you serious or did I just steal your
phone and text myself?
SH

What do you think?

That you’re cruelly playing with my
feelings.
SH

I’m sorry.

I’ll live.
SH

-x-

Random John fact: he’s scared
of thunder.
SH

Oh, poor baby.

It’s rather amusing to see how
twitchy he gets, pretending he’s
not bothered.
SH

Be nice.

I always am.
SH

You never are.

I am sometimes.
SH

Not now though, this is too
much fun.
SH

What if it’s a war thing?

It’s not, I’ve talked to Harry. She
was more than happy to tell me
he’s been scared of thunderstorms
since they were little.
SH

When did you talk to Harriet?

Last thunderstorm. I wondered if his
discomfort was linked to his time in
Afghanistan, so I thought it best
to investigate if this was a new
irrational fear or an old one in case
there was something I could do to
help.
SH

Wow, you actually are considerate
sometimes.

I’m always considerate. It’s just
that I consider things that other
people don’t.
SH

That’s because your priorities are
messed up.

My priorities are just fine, thank you.
SH

I don’t have time to explain to you
how wrong you are.

-x-

I’m feeling cheated out of the
awful British weather the world
thinks we have.
SH

You want to trade the best summer
we've had in a decade for rain?

I’ll settle for our everyday
dull, greyish weather.
SH

You can’t be serious.

It’s too hot!
SH

There is always the option of not
wearing a long black coat in July.

The world’s only consulting
detective can’t run around
London in Speedos.
SH

Yes, because there’s nothing
between “winter coat” and
“swimwear”.

I’m not giving up the coat!
SH

Then you’ll really have to suit
yourself.

I’m melting!
SH

You know what they say, you only
miss the sun when it starts to snow.

Only know you love him when you
let him go.

And you let him go.

Who?
SH

John.

What?
SH

Oh, it’s a song, Sherlock. Look it
up on Youtube.

Youtube, though not without its
uses, should not be used as a
music player since the sound
quality is really poor.
SH

It’s okay, it’s a crap song.

Then why should I even bother?
SH

Because you only know you've been
high when you're feeling low, and
only hate the road when you're
missing home.

And you only know you love him when
you let him go.

And you let him go, Sherlock.

You’ve turned off your mobile,
haven't you?

I’m sorry, I will never quote
bad pop songs again.

Sherlock?

If you wanna be my lover

You gotta get with my friends

Make it last forever

Friendship never ends

Now I’m turning it off.
SH

No! That’s a GOOD pop song!

-x-

God, I’m wet!

Do you want me to send John?
SH

Sherlock Holmes!

It’s your fault.
SH

I know, and I’m so proud!

Mycroft didn’t lend you his
umbrella?
SH

Are you talking about his actual
umbrella now, or…?

Obviously his actual umbrella!
SH

Then I really hope you’ve moved
away from innuendoes.

What?
SH

GOD!

YES!

Don’t explain!
SH

I wasn’t going to. God, that would
be painful!

Why did you have to go there?
SH

I didn’t! You did!

I didn’t think about that until
you said it!
SH

Should we just drop this?

Yes.
SH

It’s raining a lot.

Indeed.
SH

That’s good for the… crops?

So I’ve heard. Hopefully Sunday
will be better.
SH

I’m sorry, this isn’t working for me.

Me neither.
SH

Should we play Scrabble instead?

Yes, please.
SH

-x-

Why is it that I’m supposed to
fix everything when the weather
is terrible, but I get no credit
when it’s sunny and lovely?

Because our infrastructure
doesn’t break down when it’s
all sunny and lovely?
SH

Exactly!

What?
SH

It works! And no one ever says
thank you! All I ever get is “the
water isn’t draining fast enough”,
“the basements are flooded”,
“the wind causes chaos in the traffic
on the road when trees fall over
the bloody road”, “the water made
the river we rerouted 500.000 years ago
overflow” and it’s YOUR FAULT!

Thank you for the world working
as poorly as we expect it to, with
just the usual amount of disaster
when the weather is nice.
SH

Oh, shut up!

-x-

Today’s weather forecast: mild
and rather cloudy, with some
drizzle over central London, while a
considerable drop in temperature
has been reported in Hell as it
freezes over in response to consulting
detective Mr Sherlock Holmes actually
uttering the words “thank you” to
his brother.

You’re hilarious.
SH

I’ve also been asked to inquire
if you’re high.

I apologise, I will never be polite
ever again.
SH

Or, you know, be it more often so
it won’t make us fall off our chairs.

Go away.
SH

-x-

Make it stop raining!
SH

You’re confusing me with one
of the many weather gods I
cannot name.

I’m SO BORED!
SH

That’s not really dependent on the
weather. You’re always bored.

No one commits crimes in bad
weather.
SH

Not quite true, but sure.

I’ve been locked up in here forever!
SH

It’s only been raining for three days.

Are you sure that it’s not forever?
SH

Quite.

And you can go out in the rain.
You’re not made of sugar.

I might be.
SH

Trust me, you’re not.

I still don’t want to get wet.
SH

Do you want me to send over
your brother with his umbrella
so he can take you for a walk?

I’m not a dog.
SH

I know. Dogs can be trained.

I HATE RAIN!
SH

The rain hates you too.

Just make it stop!
SH

-x-

Chapped hands are the worst
thing about winter. By far!

That. Or, you know, the cold.
SH

Woolly knitted jumpers and
mugs of steaming tea.

What does John have to do
with this?
SH

That wasn’t at all what I was
saying, but your mind just
automatically goes there,
doesn’t it?

No, you’re the one with the
unhealthy obsession with
doctors in uniform.
SH

I wouldn’t call it “unhealthy”,
but I admit to the obsession.

Now it’s your turn.

I can’t admit to an obsession
I don’t have.
SH

Fine, keep living in denial.

Weren’t you going to complain
about something?
SH

Yes, but Dr John H Watson, formerly
of the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers,
is always more relevant.

As I said, unhealthy obsession.
SH

Your adjective is wrong.

I don’t think it is.
SH

Let’s agree to disagree.

Isn’t that the basis of our
entire relationship?
SH

Yes. That, and my wit.

Right.
SH

Anyway, chapped hands! My
hand cream gets my poor phone
all sticky and fingerprinty!

”Fingerprinty” isn’t a word. I’m
telling Mycroft you’re trying to
modernise the language of
Shakespeare.
SH

Are you trying to get me fired?

It’s for your own good.
SH

And you did use a terrible word.
SH

And just don’t use lotion if it
bothers you.
SH

Cream. Not lotion.

My point still stands. Just don’t
use it if it bothers you.
SH

I thought you and your perfect
musician's hands would understand.

You mean my string-callused
hands with, currently, three
crushed nails?
SH

Exactly those.

What did you do to your nails?

Molly closed a body freezer
on them.
SH

Good girl!

You’re really not getting any
sympathy now.
SH

But I’ve got sticky fingerprints
on my phone! And it’s all
this stupid winter’s fault!

Woolly jumpers and tea.
SH

Thank you.

-x-

I made it snow, just for you.

I thought you said controlling the
weather wasn’t something you
could do.
SH

I took a crash course. From now
on, please refer to me as Snær.

That will be difficult, since I don’t
know how to pronounce
what I assume is the vowel.
SH

I’ll teach you later, heathen.

Lovely, now make it stop.
SH

The snow?

Yes.
SH

But you like the snow!

Not on crime scenes!
SH

It’s eloquent! Like icy dust!

It’s cold and wet and ruins
evidence!
SH

It gives you a reason to wear
your coat, though.

I don’t need a reason to
wear my coat.
SH

Oh, that much I know. The snow
makes you look less crazy, though.

I wear an ear hat in public.
SH

Do you mean your deerstalker, dear?

”Dear”?
SH

The deerstalker doesn’t make you
look less crazy.

I mean, I don’t care if I look
stupid.
SH

Clearly, Mr Wool-Coat-in-July.

Make the snow stop, Ms Snr.
SH

I haven’t got that far yet. We
cover that next semester.

Figures.
SH

-x-

Oh my god, you didn’t!

I did.
SH

I thought you were all talk!

I’ve told you, making an exploding
umbrella takes time.
SH

I also remember you said you’d use
one to assassinate him…

Too much work. I have the keys
to his flat.
SH

He puts too much trust in you.

I agree.
SH

Well?
SH

Well what?

What happened? What did
he say? When did it explode?
SH

Is there CCTV footage?
SH

Can I have it?
SH

Does he know it was me yet?
SH

You’re giggling like a little kid
now, aren’t you?

You’re not?
SH

We’re in lockdown, pending the outcome of
the investigation into a potential terrorist
threat.

It’s a lockdown, not a crime scene.
SH

I don’t follow.

It’s all right to giggle during lockdowns.
SH

I’m going to give it another ten minutes
before I tell him it was you and not
the IRA.

If he hasn’t figured that out in ten
minutes, you should take him to
hospital.
SH

Good point.

He’s not hurt, is he?
SH

Aw, the assassin is worried about
his target.

It was never my intention to kill him.
SH

How much would you pay for a photo
of him right after it went off?

I’ll give you John and Mary’s
firstborn child.
SH

Charming.

I’m sure you’ve said you’re
one of those irrational people
who finds children cute.
SH

I am one of those people, but I
don't want you to kidnap your
child for me.

I said “John and Mary’s”, not
mine.
SH

You’re so sweet when you think
you won’t become a parent.

What do you want for the
photo?
SH

A glow-in-the-dark kitten!

Are you planning a science fiction
petting zoo?
SH

Maybe.

I think you can make good
money off that.
SH

Now, this is only because I
love you.

[image sent]

And he said “shit”.

Quite loudly.

I’ll make you a glow-in-
the-dark elephant.
SH

Your immortal soul will do.

And a written confession. This
will eat all my time for a week
otherwise.

The confession will be in his
inbox within three minutes.
SH

And your immortal soul?

How about some pictures of
John in uniform?
SH

YES!!

I mean, that’s a reasonable
trade. I accept.

I thought so.
SH

Now THAT will eat all my time
for the next week.

…right. I’m going to pretend
I don’t understand what you
mean.
SH

Oh, just send me the pictures!

You’ll have them in about three
minutes as well.
SH

Thank you.

Now, tell me what CCTV I have to
hack for live footage of the explosion.
SH

You won’t tell your brother?

Of course not.
SH

It’s already on its way.