[Fic] Come Out (Wherever You Are): Chapter 8: Life (bigbang_mixup, Sherlock (BBC))
Title: Come Out (Wherever You Are)
Chapter Title: Life
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Word Count: 524
Overall Word Count: 13,103
Spoilers/Warnings: Spoilers for all of Sherlock.
Summary: John Watson is attempting to get on with his life until life is turned upside down - being kidnapped, being tortured - but the light at the end of the tunnel is worth it.
Author's Note: I do not own Sherlock or any of its characters.
Cause life starts now,
You've done all the things
That could kill you somehow
And you're so far down
But you will survive this
Somehow because
Life starts now
John smiled as the taxi pulled onto Baker Street and then up to 221B. Sherlock had moved over all of John’s things from the small apartment to make it easier on him. He was happy about that. He didn’t know how he was going to navigate the stairs but he wanted to be there. Sherlock opened the door for John and then moved to help him get out of the cab. “Doing alright?”
“As best as I could be,” John said as he balanced himself on crutches. His hand healed faster than anything else and he didn’t need the sling for it. He just had a brace on it and the doctor said to take it easy. He wasn’t about to argue with that.
“Okay,” Sherlock said, getting the things that John had in the hospital. He smiled at seeing the plant was doing well.
John hobbled to the door and smiled at Mrs. Hudson. “Just slow.”
“Oh,” Mrs. Hudson said and gave John a hug. “It is so good to have my boys back. The house was so quiet without the both of you. I might regret this when he’s shooting at my wall again though.”
“I’ll try to make sure he doesn’t get too bored,” John said with a grin. He starts to navigate the steps into the flat and then slowly went up the stairs.
“Are you sure you two don’t want the bottom one? I don’t mind, until your leg is healed.”
“No, it’s alright, Mrs. Hudson. It’s good for me to move now and then,” John called. “Thank you!”
“You’re welcome - I’ll bring up tea in a bit.”
John smiled at that, getting up the rest of the stairs and sitting down in his chairs. He got himself comfortable as he watched Sherlock come up the stairs. “It’s like I’ve never left.”
“I thought you would like that,” Sherlock said. “Did Mrs. Hudson say anything?”
“She wanted to know again about changing places and that she’s bringing up tea.”
“Oh good,” Sherlock said. He put the plant by the window to get light and put the rest of the things where he thought John would like them.
“Sherlock?”
“Hrm?” Sherlock asked.
“Sit down for a moment,” John said. “Please.”
Sherlock sat down in his own chair and smiled. “Back home.”
John nodded. “First thing though - realize that I do not want you to stay with me all the time. You should feel free to take cases and I’ll either come with if I can. If I can’t, we’ll find a different way for me to be there.”
“Alright,” Sherlock said. “Although, I think you will be able to.”
John smiled. “Second thing - I might not heal as fast as you or I like. So, let’s take it one day at a time.”
Sherlock smiled, getting up and kissing John. “One day at a time,” he whispered as Mrs. Hudson came up with the tea. Their somewhat normal life started again.
Chapter Title: Life
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Word Count: 524
Overall Word Count: 13,103
Spoilers/Warnings: Spoilers for all of Sherlock.
Summary: John Watson is attempting to get on with his life until life is turned upside down - being kidnapped, being tortured - but the light at the end of the tunnel is worth it.
Author's Note: I do not own Sherlock or any of its characters.
Cause life starts now,
You've done all the things
That could kill you somehow
And you're so far down
But you will survive this
Somehow because
Life starts now
John smiled as the taxi pulled onto Baker Street and then up to 221B. Sherlock had moved over all of John’s things from the small apartment to make it easier on him. He was happy about that. He didn’t know how he was going to navigate the stairs but he wanted to be there. Sherlock opened the door for John and then moved to help him get out of the cab. “Doing alright?”
“As best as I could be,” John said as he balanced himself on crutches. His hand healed faster than anything else and he didn’t need the sling for it. He just had a brace on it and the doctor said to take it easy. He wasn’t about to argue with that.
“Okay,” Sherlock said, getting the things that John had in the hospital. He smiled at seeing the plant was doing well.
John hobbled to the door and smiled at Mrs. Hudson. “Just slow.”
“Oh,” Mrs. Hudson said and gave John a hug. “It is so good to have my boys back. The house was so quiet without the both of you. I might regret this when he’s shooting at my wall again though.”
“I’ll try to make sure he doesn’t get too bored,” John said with a grin. He starts to navigate the steps into the flat and then slowly went up the stairs.
“Are you sure you two don’t want the bottom one? I don’t mind, until your leg is healed.”
“No, it’s alright, Mrs. Hudson. It’s good for me to move now and then,” John called. “Thank you!”
“You’re welcome - I’ll bring up tea in a bit.”
John smiled at that, getting up the rest of the stairs and sitting down in his chairs. He got himself comfortable as he watched Sherlock come up the stairs. “It’s like I’ve never left.”
“I thought you would like that,” Sherlock said. “Did Mrs. Hudson say anything?”
“She wanted to know again about changing places and that she’s bringing up tea.”
“Oh good,” Sherlock said. He put the plant by the window to get light and put the rest of the things where he thought John would like them.
“Sherlock?”
“Hrm?” Sherlock asked.
“Sit down for a moment,” John said. “Please.”
Sherlock sat down in his own chair and smiled. “Back home.”
John nodded. “First thing though - realize that I do not want you to stay with me all the time. You should feel free to take cases and I’ll either come with if I can. If I can’t, we’ll find a different way for me to be there.”
“Alright,” Sherlock said. “Although, I think you will be able to.”
John smiled. “Second thing - I might not heal as fast as you or I like. So, let’s take it one day at a time.”
Sherlock smiled, getting up and kissing John. “One day at a time,” he whispered as Mrs. Hudson came up with the tea. Their somewhat normal life started again.