"Gratitude" - A Sherlock ficlet
Ms. Hudson thought fondly of Sherlock Holmes. Not because she was grateful for his help so many years ago, but because she saw him for who he really was: a lonely old man. And perhaps it was because of this that she offered the flat to him at a reduced price, so she could keep an eye on him. She could help cook meals for him or clean the house. She could offer him tea after a long day. But Ms. Hudson also knew that this wouldn’t be enough. Sherlock Holmes would need to find a mate.
Days later, Sherlock returns with a friend, John Watson, and it was at that moment that Ms. Hudson knew he would be alright. She could see that whenever Sherlock looked at John, there was a new light in his eye, a new softness in his expressions. He was less dark and brooding, and he smiled more. And as the days passed, Ms. Hudson grew fond of John Watson. Not because he would help pay the rent, but because John would one day be Sherlock’s greatest friend and confidant and that when Sherlock is ever in trouble, Ms. Hudson knew that John would help him out of it. And perhaps, one day, Sherlock will come to adore John Watson. And perhaps, one day, Sherlock won’t need Ms. Hudson’s help anymore.
And she is grateful for that.
Original entry
Days later, Sherlock returns with a friend, John Watson, and it was at that moment that Ms. Hudson knew he would be alright. She could see that whenever Sherlock looked at John, there was a new light in his eye, a new softness in his expressions. He was less dark and brooding, and he smiled more. And as the days passed, Ms. Hudson grew fond of John Watson. Not because he would help pay the rent, but because John would one day be Sherlock’s greatest friend and confidant and that when Sherlock is ever in trouble, Ms. Hudson knew that John would help him out of it. And perhaps, one day, Sherlock will come to adore John Watson. And perhaps, one day, Sherlock won’t need Ms. Hudson’s help anymore.
And she is grateful for that.
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