#screencap meta

SHERLOCK: Just put me back in London. I need to get to know the place again, breathe it in – feel every quiver of its beating heart. (transcription: Ariane deVere)

As I argued in my previous reblog from gracebooks, London wouldn’t be London for Sherlock without John. John is London's beating heart.

So this is Sherlock’s London:

St Bart’s Hospital

Where we first met.

  And where you had to watch me fall.

  Angelo’s restaurant

Where we had dinner together and you hit on me.

  Roland Kerr College

Where you saved my life for the first time.

  And where we giggled at a crime scene.

  221b Baker Street

Where we laughed together.

And where you took care of me when I was drugged.

Shaftesbury Avenue

Where I literally bumped into you.

  Vauxhall Arches

Where we looked at the stars together.

  The swimming pool

Where you were willing to die for me.

And where I ripped your clothes off in the dark.

  Buckingham Palace

Where I sat next to you wearing nothing but a bed sheet and no pants.

  Battersea Power Station

Where I overheard Irene Adler telling the truth about you.

  Baker Street

Where we jumped in front of a bus chained together.

  The cemetery

Where you asked me not to be dead.

And I heard you.

I'm back.