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”Hello?”
”John…”
”Sherlock, are you ok?”
”Turn around and walk back the way you came from”
“No I’m coming in”
“Just do as I ask! Please….”
John stopped and turned around. “Where?” He started walking back until he heard Sherlock’s voice on the phone again.
“Stop there”
He stopped. “Sherlock?”
“Ok, look up. I’m on the rooftop” John swallowed and looked to his left where there was a big building. On the top of it stood Sherlock.
“Oh god….”
“I….I can’t come down so…..we will just have to do it like this”
John felt his heart beating faster, he was nervous because of something and he didn’t like the feeling. “What’s going on?”
“…..an apology” Sherlock said with a deep voice. “It’s…..all true”
“W-What?”
“Everything they said about me, is true. I…..invented Jim Moriarty” John felt his heart drop. He couldn’t be serious right? I mean….he is Sherlock! And hearing this made him panic because he felt that there was something going on.
“Sherlock….why are you saying this?” he asked with a nervous voice.
Sherlock felt his voice start to shake but tried to control himself. “I’m a fake…”
“Sherlock……”
“The newspapers were right all along. I want you to tell Lestrade, Mrs Hudson and Molly. In fact…..tell anyone who will listen to you…….that I created Moriarty for my own purposes”
“Ok….shut up Sherlock just, shut up. The first time we met, you knew all about my sister right?”
“Nobody could be that clever…”
“You could…”
Sherlock laughed sadly. “….I researched you. Before we met I researched everything about you to impress you. It’s a trick….just a magic trick”
“No…stop it now” John was feeling more and more uncomfortable about the feeling he had in his gut. It didn’t mean anything good that was for sure. He started walking towards the building but Sherlock stopped him.
“No, stay exactly where you are! Don’t move”
“Ok, alright”
“Keep your eyes fixed on me! Please….will you do this for me?”
“….do what?”
“This phone call….it’s a…..it’s my note. It’s what people do, don’t they? …….leave a note?” John felt his voice started to shake. He knew what was coming but he didn’t want to accept it.
“Leave a note when?”
“…..goodbye John”
“No! Don’t…!” John didn’t know what to do. Sherlock removed his phone from his ear and threw it aside before looking down. “No! SHERLOCK!!” Before he could start running towards the building Sherlock put his arms up, jumped off the roof and was now falling down to the ground. John felt his whole body go into shock and couldn’t move. “Sherl…..”
Sherlock disappeared behind a small building in front of him but he could hear the sound of something smashing onto the concrete. His body reacted to the sound and he started running towards where Sherlock was. He came round the corner and saw Sherlock’s body but because of all the confusion he didn’t notice the bicycle behind him. The bicycle ran into him and knocked him down so he hit his head on the ground. His vision was blurry but he could see that people had started gathering around Sherlock’s body. He finally managed to get himself up and started running again towards Sherlock.
“I’m a doctor, let me come through, please!” he shouted through the crowd but was held back by a nurse. “He’s my friend, please! Let me through!” He then saw it. Sherlock’s face, covered in blood, his eyes open and he looked like his soul had just flew away and left him lifeless. He felt his knees go weak and was caught by the nurse to help him sit down. “Oh my…..god…..no”
Some doctors from the hospital arrived and lifted Sherlock’s body onto a stretcher and went inside the hospital to treat him. John still sat on the ground pale and still in shock. He had no idea what to do next.
“Are you alright?” A voice then said and he looked to his left. There stood a male nurse looking at him worried. “Let’s get you on your feet shall we? I will help you stand” The man grabbed John lightly and helped him stand up. His knees were still weak but he somehow managed to stand. He couldn’t stop thinking of Sherlock’s face, covered in blood with his eyes wide open as if he had lost his soul. All the pictures of him falling, covered in blood and all just came rushing into his head and before he knew it everything went black and he once again fell to the ground.
When John woke up he noticed white walls around him and noticed that he was in the hospital. He was really confused though to why he was there and started looking around the room for clues. Just then a tall man in a brown suit carrying an umbrella entered his room.
“You are finally awake” he said and smiled a bit. “I was getting a bit worried there” John just stared at the man. “Is there something wrong?”
“Sorry, but…..do I know you?” John asked confused. The man blinked a few times before clearing his throat.
“You don’t know who I am?”
“No I don’t….have I met you before?” John asked and looked a bit annoyed. The man swallowed and then smiled a bit again.
“I’m so sorry for not introducing myself when entering the room. My name’s Mycroft and I work for the British Government. I have met you once before in town and I was the one who brought you here in an ambulance so I was just checking how you were feeling”
“You brought me here in an ambulance? What exactly happened to me?”
“You got hit by a bicycle, got knocked out after hitting your head and I found you and therefore brought you here. You have been sleeping for almost a week now”
“So that’s what happened to me….” John said and looked outside the window.
“I shouldn’t be delaying any longer, I have got work to do so I will inform the doctor that you are awake. Take care” the man said and shut the door behind him. Not long after it opened again and in came a doctor and a nurse.
“Ah, Mr Watson you are awake” the doctor said and smiled. “Since you hit your head I’m a bit worried about the brain so I would like to ask you a few questions if that’s alright?”
“Of course” John said.
“Right. Then, tell me your full name”
“John Hamish Watson”
“Family?”
“Sister, Harry”
“Occupation?”
“Army doctor”
“Address?”
“……” John paused. He tried to remember where he lived but it was blank. “Sorry….I can’t remember”
“Oh…I see. Then, what were you doing last Monday?”
John started thinking. “I…..I was having lunch at a Japanese restaurant by myself. I ordered sushi”
“Ok. Then I will show you some photos of people and you tell me if you remember anyone of their faces, name or whatever you can remember” John nodded. The doctor put up some photos but John couldn’t remember anyone on them. “Alright then, I got myself some answers. Now I would like to take a MRI shot of your brain to see if there is any internal bleedings or injuries just to make sure” John nodded. “Good. Now the nurse will take you to the room so just do as she says”
“Ok” John said and went along with her to the MRI room. When the doctor went to his office again Mycroft was sitting there in one of the chairs.
“So, how was it?” Mycroft asked and looked at the doctor.
“It is as you feared. He doesn’t remember a single thing about the last years when it comes to Sherlock and everyone he started knowing through him. He said he was eating lunch at a Japanese restaurant last Monday alone and he ordered sushi”
Mycroft sighed. “That day he and Sherlock ate lunch at a Japanese restaurant”
“It’s post-traumatic amnesia. He went into shock after the accident and seeing Sherlock jump from the roof were too much for him so he must have erased all the memories of Sherlock and everyone who has got something to do with him. That was why he didn’t remember you” Mycroft put one hand on his forehead. “What are you going to do now?"
“I can’t do anything about this. The only thing I can do now is to help him moving into a new apartment and get him a job. What happens after that I cannot say. We can’t do anything else but to wait for Sherlock to come back and to keep everyone else away from him for the moment”
“You won’t help him get his memory back then?”
“That is not my task. Besides if there’s anyone who can bring his memory back it is not me. However I will keep an eye on him until the time comes”
The doctor smiled. “Knowing you I would say you will probably follow every step he takes just to make sure he’s safe. Just as you do with Sherlock”
Mycroft got up from the chair, grabbed his umbrella and went to the doctor, now standing in front of him. “You tell anyone about this I swear I will make you disappear and turn you into fish food” The doctor grinned.
“You have my word”