Ā§ //Ahahahahahaha! YESS! Morianna!! xD
((DEAR GOD THIS MADE ME HAVE TO STIFLE A CACKLE! XD Think Iām gonna set this in the same verse as the first Morianna drabble I wrote and it may have unintentional angst))
The visits continued, three, maybe four times a week. Johanna had invited him to stay, just after New Year, but he just said he was still busy. The doctor knew just what he meant. He was still the consulting criminal. Work continued for him, unhindered by Sherlock now. But no matter what, he always came back to 221b for tea and a chat.
Months passed, andĀ that day came. The anniversary of Sherlockās death. Johanna had found a friend, maybe even more, in Jim Moriarty, which still shocked her when she really thought about it, but Sherlock had been, still was, the most important person sheād ever met and someone she still held very dear.
The doctor has asked for the day off, and planned to spend most of the day at home, with a visit to the cemetery later in the afternoon. With no sleep coming the previous night, Johanna needed to unwind, and the first thing she always suggested to patients who were having stress issues as well as medical ones, was a long hot bath.
Within fifteen minutes, she was relaxing in the hot water, enjoying the soft scent of the bubble bath sheād gotten as part of a set from her sister. The mixture of the warmth and a particular scent, Johanna thought it might be lavender, certainly helped her relax, and she found herself starting to doze off, she mustāve been more tired than she thoughtā¦
The sound shocked her into consciousness and despite the slipperiness of the bath, now cold she noted, she shot to her feet, before almost immediately ducking down again at the sight of the figure in the doorway of the bathroom.
"J-Jim? Bloody hell what are you doing?!" she asked, arms crossed over her chest, covering as much as possible with the towels out of reach. The consulting criminal was looking at her, almost beyond her when he slipped down to sitting on the floor, hand over his face. Something about the set of his shoulders, the way his expression had very nearly been one of reliefā¦
Quietly and quickly she slipped out of the bath, wrapping her largest towel around herself before approaching him. āJim? You alrightā¦?ā Johanna asked softly, kneeling in front of him.
"I knew you hadnāt leftā¦ When I came in and you didnāt answer I thoughtā¦ With what today isā¦" Johanna couldnāt remember any time Moriarty had sounded shaken,Ā scared. It didnāt take deducing powers to realize what he thought sheād done. It surprised her, but the fact that heād been so scared sheād killed herself over whelmed that.
Mindful of her near nude state, the doctor tucked the towel into itself so it would stay before gently wrapping her arms around him. āIām not planning to go anywhere.ā
