Prompting Part XXIV
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The doctor tore his eyes away. "I don't think I should be talking to you about Sherlock. Because of you, his last moments were hell."
"On the contrary, John, it was because of you. When he was on that ledge, he suffered terribly thinking about how you would take it." The elder Holmes swallowed heavily. "His death, I mean."
John lowered his toast. "What?"
"As I told you last night, Sherlock loved you. Before you came along, he confided in a skull. And I didn't exactly discourage him." Mycroft leaned back in his chair and rested his chin on his steepled fingertips. Sherlock used to do the same thing when thinking, John remembered, his throat tightening. "He was a sensitive child. Cried at everything even remotely sad: a dead butterfly, a broken Christmas ornament. When our grandfather died, he was so hysterical that our parents sent him to a psychiatrist. We honestly doubted his ability to survive in this harsh world."
John listened. He'd lived with Sherlock for over a year and a half, and had loved the man in a way that went beyond friendship alone, yet he knew precious little about Sherlock's formative years. What had turned him into a self-proclaimed sociopath who made an exception to his 'not caring' rule only for John?
"We told him that none of it matters. Everyone dies. All things eventually break or turn to dust. It was best to accept that at the start. So he did. Sherlock saw everyone who came into his life as someone who would eventually leave, possibly under tragic circumstances. So he learned to not care. And then you came along."
Mycroft paused, regarding John with admiration and faint accusation.
"You made him feel. And I don't know whether I should give you a knighthood or a punch in the face."
"I wasn't the one who sold him out to Moriarty."
"Sherlock forgave me for that, John."
"Did he now? When?"
"When he asked me to watch over you after he was gone."
John's heart lurched. "What are you talking about?"
"Before the fall." Mycroft paused again. "John, you were the only one he spoke to before he jumped. But you weren't the only one he called."
Then, looking sadder than John had ever thought possible, Mycroft took out his mobile, accessed his voicemail, and turned on the speaker.
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The only thing that is :D about this is that there is an update.
Also I really like the idea of Sherlock being an incredibly hypersensitive child. I've never thought of him like that, but it makes a lot of sense-- that he would be so easily moved or upset by something that he'd try to shut it all off as an adult so it wouldn't happen anymore.
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