Tearing at the Seams

As soon as Sherlock is exiled, his brother calls him back for a new case: Moriarty. After what happened the first time, Sherlock doesn't want John anywhere near this case, but John is too stubborn to listen. How will he cope when things take a turn for the worse? Can he ever forgive himself?


3. Chapter 3

St. Barts was surprusingly quiet. The nurses stayed mostly by the front desk, occasionally with one of the patients. Sherlock was enjoying the silence as he was walking next to John. As long as he was with John, he could focus perfectly on the case at hand. Although, he desperately wanted to say something out loud and ask John's opinion, he couldn't. John could not be caught up in this Moriarty business again. So, Sherlock remained silent, listening to John's steady breaths.

John, however, was not as content as Sherlock. The sterile muteness of the hospital was driving him insane. With every step he took, his breathing grew more unstable.

Sherlock noticed this, and after about ten minutes, he couldn't handle the tension anymore. "John."

John immediately looked over at Sherlock, excited for a break in the hushed building.

"Let's go for some lunch. Mary is asleep, and the nurses," Sherlock chocked back an insult, "The nurses are perfectly well qualified."

"I could go for some lunch."


The moment Angelo noticed Sherlock walk into his resturaunt, he bounded over gleefully, "Sherlock! It's been so long. When the newspaper said you were dead I couldn't belive it! It's so nice of you to come back here. Come, sit down. Lunch is on the house." Sherlock forced a smile and sat down across from John. "You're married now? Congradulations! Sherlock, where's your ring?"

John had gotten used to people thinking that he and Sherlock were together, but it still annoyed him. Couldn't two men be just friends anymore? Well, no one could really be friends with Sherlock. Maybe John's friendship with him was more than that. John pushed the prodding thought away. Ever since he met Sherlock, he was slightly attracted to him. But, John was married, and even hed a daughter!

"Angelo, John met someone, a girl. Her name is Mary. They had gotted married about a year ago. In fact, she just had their daughter."

John was relieved that Sherlock had answered. However, Angelo looked slighty dissapointed, "I see... Well congradulations John.

John nodded his head grimly and picked up his menu, "Sherlock, are you going to eat anything?"

"I'm on a case."

"Sherlock. You need to eat."

Sherlock looked down and sighed. Recently, it had been harder for him to say 'no' to John. His love for John was growing ever stronger. He sighed in defeat, "Alright, I'll have a small dish." John smiled at hearing this and called over the waiter to place their orders.

Sherlock spent the short time it took to make their meals in his mind palace. Once their food came out, Sherlock looked up and stared intently as John began to eat his food.

John looked at Sherlock and stopped mid-chew, "What?"

"Mm? Oh, nothing." Sherlocked mumbled as he took a delicate bite of his food.

John sighed, "Alright..."


John and Sherlock finished eating and headed back to St. Barts. Sherlock mumbled about the case and John opened the door to Mary's room.

"Mary?.... Sherlock, where's Mary? Why isn't she here? She's still too weak to be getting out of bed." John noticed that Sherlock was still spaced out. "Sherlock!"

Sherlocks head snapped up and he took in his surroundings, "Where's Mary?"

John impatiently sucked in a breath, "That's what I want to know." He spun around to face Sherlock, but he was already half way down the hall.


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