Sherlock shook the man's hand, feeling the magical tingle of a binding contract between them.
The next couple of years were mostly a blur. Thankfully, Sherlock needed very little staff, as he had a hard time keeping people for long with his personality. He found a little building in London to work out of. People were hired to advertise and run the actual business part of the business. They were selling their souls, but there was still money involved as well. They had power bills to pay, after all.
And in the basement of the building, behind two locked rooms that only Sherlock could get to, and magically sealed, was a door back to Hell.
He often went back to Hell, sometimes several times a day to watch the reincarnation of John Watson grow from a loud, annoying crying baby, to a toddler, taking his first steps and saying his first words.
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The next couple of years were mostly a blur. Thankfully, Sherlock needed very little staff, as he had a hard time keeping people for long with his personality. He found a little building in London to work out of. People were hired to advertise and run the actual business part of the business. They were selling their souls, but there was still money involved as well. They had power bills to pay, after all.
And in the basement of the building, behind two locked rooms that only Sherlock could get to, and magically sealed, was a door back to Hell.
He often went back to Hell, sometimes several times a day to watch the reincarnation of John Watson grow from a loud, annoying crying baby, to a toddler, taking his first steps and saying his first words.