Juniper

"It's bad luck not to kiss." It's not Molly who utters the words though. It's Sherlock who has moved around the table and stands in front of them, cheeks flushed.  "Sherlock...." he will object to the stupidity of the situation. A broad palm against his chest stops him mid-sentence, as he watches Lestrade leaning close to him, and thin, cracked lips touch his, stroke his once, softly.

Uh, Sherlock? Sir? Mr. Holmes? Can I please wonder if you’d ever answer my riddle?

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?

Really? Couldn't you have been a little more creative? Even if I hadn't already known the answer, a quick online search would have produced it in seconds.

Rosamund solved that exact riddle for homework five weeks ago. The answer is 'echo’'.

“I hid her body while you were catching sleep, so you'll need a helping hand, so look for her initials down at the Yard”

Uh, Sherlock? Sir? Mr. Holmes? Can I please wonder if you’d ever answer my riddle?

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?

Really? Couldn't you have been a little more creative? Even if I hadn't already known the answer, a quick online search would have produced it in seconds.

Rosamund solved that exact riddle for homework five weeks ago. The answer is 'echo’'.

“I hid her body while you were catching sleep, so you'll need a helping hand, so look for her initials down at the Yard”

Uh, Sherlock? Sir? Mr. Holmes? Can I please wonder if you’d ever answer my riddle?

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?

Really? Couldn't you have been a little more creative? Even if I hadn't already known the answer, a quick online search would have produced it in seconds.

Rosamund solved that exact riddle for homework five weeks ago. The answer is 'echo’'.

I’m making John an ER doctor. Probably after Reichenbach.

You’re telling me the combat-trained army doctor isn’t throwing himself into trauma and emergency medicine after losing Sherlock? You’re telling me this man, who treated blast injuries in the field, performed chest tubes in a tent, and sutured wounds under fire, isn’t going to thrive in a place where patients are crashing every hour?

John is devastated. His best friend is gone. His partner. Does he even know what Sherlock was to him?

He copes the only way he knows how. Intubations. Central lines. Running traumas back to back.

He zones out and loses himself in the chaos of the ER. No thinking. No grief. Just the next patient. GSW to the abdomen. RTA rolling in. Code blue in the ICU.

Maybe he takes an attending position at St. Bart’s. Maybe he likes the familiarity of the halls. Maybe he passes the spot where Sherlock fell to his death every day and tells himself it doesn’t matter. Maybe if he saves enough people, he’ll feel something again.

At first, he struggles. The equipment is too much. Too many resources. In the war, he had pressure dressings, ketamine, and luck. Now he has thoracotomies, ECMO, a whole trauma team. It feels excessive. It feels wrong. But he adapts.

Soon, he is the one barking orders. 16-gauge IVs in both arms. 1:1:1 transfusion. Push Epi. Get me a thoracotomy tray. His hands don’t shake. His leg doesn’t hurt. He works fast. He doesn’t go home. He picks up extra shifts. He’s always there.

Sherlock was the genius in the morgue. John is the one keeping people out of it.

Anyways I’m still mourning the bbc Sherlock we could have had.

I’m making John an ER doctor. Probably after Reichenbach.

You’re telling me the combat-trained army doctor isn’t throwing himself into trauma and emergency medicine after losing Sherlock? You’re telling me this man, who treated blast injuries in the field, performed chest tubes in a tent, and sutured wounds under fire, isn’t going to thrive in a place where patients are crashing every hour?

John is devastated. His best friend is gone. His partner. Does he even know what Sherlock was to him?

He copes the only way he knows how. Intubations. Central lines. Running traumas back to back.

He zones out and loses himself in the chaos of the ER. No thinking. No grief. Just the next patient. GSW to the abdomen. RTA rolling in. Code blue in the ICU.

Maybe he takes an attending position at St. Bart’s. Maybe he likes the familiarity of the halls. Maybe he passes the spot where Sherlock fell to his death every day and tells himself it doesn’t matter. Maybe if he saves enough people, he’ll feel something again.

At first, he struggles. The equipment is too much. Too many resources. In the war, he had pressure dressings, ketamine, and luck. Now he has thoracotomies, ECMO, a whole trauma team. It feels excessive. It feels wrong. But he adapts.

Soon, he is the one barking orders. 16-gauge IVs in both arms. 1:1:1 transfusion. Push Epi. Get me a thoracotomy tray. His hands don’t shake. His leg doesn’t hurt. He works fast. He doesn’t go home. He picks up extra shifts. He’s always there.

Sherlock was the genius in the morgue. John is the one keeping people out of it.

Anyways I’m still mourning the bbc Sherlock we could have had.

First off, happy anniversary to you and Sherlock. Second, I need an opinion!! You’re a guy!! How do you know if a guy likes you without asking them and making it awkward between you if he doesn’t??? I have a crush on someone and NEEEEEEED answers. Third, can I borrow Sherlock for the day or however long I need him? I need something solved

Thank you!

I am. A guy. Yes. Err- I guess, I don't know... But, take it from me. If you don't ask it, it will be awkward and a "waste" of time anyway. Just be polite and regard their feelings too.

Borrow Sherlock? I'm afraid he'll be rather busy...

We both will be.

First off, happy anniversary to you and Sherlock. Second, I need an opinion!! You’re a guy!! How do you know if a guy likes you without asking them and making it awkward between you if he doesn’t??? I have a crush on someone and NEEEEEEED answers. Third, can I borrow Sherlock for the day or however long I need him? I need something solved

Thank you!

I am. A guy. Yes. Err- I guess, I don't know... But, take it from me. If you don't ask it, it will be awkward and a "waste" of time anyway. Just be polite and regard their feelings too.

Borrow Sherlock? I'm afraid he'll be rather busy...