The only thing Sherlock could think about was the last thing he had said to John. It was so spiteful and hurtful, and to think that it may have been the last thing that John had ever heard him say.
The thoughts confused Sherlock. He'd only known this man for a few months, and yet John already killed for him. That's a lot to ask of a man you've know for less than 24 hours.
So.. why did he care about him? Caring was a disadvantage, Mycroft had always said it, and Sherlock believed it. It would only slow him down.
Like it is now.
He hesitated when the nurse stopped at the door to let him to in alone. He took a deep breath, then opened the door.
John was pale, so pale, almost translucent. How much blood had he lost? If the scalpel had hit the carotid artery, John would have been downstairs in the morgue. It couldn't have missed by much.
God.
Sherlock took a seat, not trusting his legs right at the moment. He reached out to take John's hand, then hesitated halfway there and just sat with his hands awkwardly in his lap, sitting ramrod straight, waiting and watching for John to awaken.
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Date: 2019-01-08 08:33 pm (UTC)The thoughts confused Sherlock. He'd only known this man for a few months, and yet John already killed for him. That's a lot to ask of a man you've know for less than 24 hours.
So.. why did he care about him? Caring was a disadvantage, Mycroft had always said it, and Sherlock believed it. It would only slow him down.
Like it is now.
He hesitated when the nurse stopped at the door to let him to in alone. He took a deep breath, then opened the door.
John was pale, so pale, almost translucent. How much blood had he lost? If the scalpel had hit the carotid artery, John would have been downstairs in the morgue. It couldn't have missed by much.
God.
Sherlock took a seat, not trusting his legs right at the moment. He reached out to take John's hand, then hesitated halfway there and just sat with his hands awkwardly in his lap, sitting ramrod straight, waiting and watching for John to awaken.