BBC Sherlock Imagines (Book 2)

Sherlock: Life As We Know It (Part 1)

(Sherl watching a dramatic movie - obviously in his natural habitat)

Request for @agneseda99

Based on the movie

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This was the first time you had stood in the presence of Sherlock Holmes and he had not said something to piss you off. But generally, you weren't standing in the presence of him in a hospital because you were both mourning the death of your close friends together, so you wouldn't say this was a normal circumstance.

It had been just like any other night - you were finishing up some work at the bakery you owned, and were locking the door when your cellphone rang. A nurse from the hospital was calling to tell you to come because you were the emergency contact of Mary Watson. Emergency? You must've said the word out loud because the nurse informed that yes there was an emergency - Mary and her husband had gotten into a fatal car crash. In an instant you were to your car and driving away, the reality of what had happened not hitting you fully yet.

You had reached the hospital doors at the same time Sherlock had, and you both shared a knowing look. Now you stood side by side, tears streaming down your face as the nurse informed you that both John and Mary had died. You felt Sherlock stiffen beside you, and you leaned into him slightly. Sure he wasn't your favorite person, but he was the only person right now that was feeling the loss and heartache that you were, even if he wasn't showing it.

"I'm sorry for your loss," said the nurse, after explaining what happened.

"What about Rosie?" you asked, suddenly remembering the one year old that was at home with the babysitter, no idea that she was now an orphan. "She has no family close by and-" You couldn't finish the sentence. Sobs we're taking over your body, and Sherlock moved more towards you, edging his body against yours so you were resting your head against him slightly.

"About that... We obtained their will and well, (y/f/n) (y/l/n) and Sherlock Holmes, you are now the legal guardians of Rosie Watson. A social worker will be in contact with you soon. Again, I'm sorry for your loss."

You heard the nurse's steps fading away, and you wiped your eyes. You thought of Rosie and her big blue eyes, and the cheesy smile that played across her face anytime someone stuck their tongue out. Your heart sunk at the realization that your best friend was truly gone. But you bit your lip, trying to move past that. There was nothing you could do to bring back John and Mary. This was all about Rosie now, and raising her with as much love as John and Mary would have.

You and Sherlock stood there in silence, the only sound was you sniffling your nose. "I-I guess we should go," you choked out. Sherlock didn't reply, instead he just put a gentle hand on your back and led you to the exit.

"Where are your keys?" he asked once you were out into the cool London air. It dried your tears as if they were never there. You got them out and handed them to him.

"Wait, didn't you drive here?" you asked, confused.

He paused, not saying anything. His white cheekbones looked sharp against the dark sky. His eyes were two hard crystals, not giving away any emotion as they locked onto yours. Finally he spoke up. "Don't ever run in dress shoes," he said, then got into the driver side of your car. You then realized that he had ran from his flat to the hospital, all for his best friend.

The drive home was in a somber silence. You were both thinking only of the friends you had lost. It still hadn't hit you fully. How do you wrap your head around the fact that you will never share tea with them again? Or hear their laugh? You bit your lip when you realized Rosie would never have memories with her parents. She was too young to retain them, only having pictures to look at. You pulled up to the house and Sherlock cut the engine. You both just stared. The light was out in Rosie's nursery, but a warm glow made its way through the curtains in the living room. Sherlock was the first to move, opening his door and getting out, leaving you to follow him up the stone path to the house. He knocked once then entered.