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Fill: Gaining Wings chapter 2/?, Gen or PG at mostsheneyaAugust 9 2013, 05:14:25 UTC
The second angel Sherlock met up close was a small restaurant owner, For all his craggy looks, the angel's name seemed to fit his existence far more easily than Lestrade's.
Angelo.
Angelo the angel.
Angelo the angel who was currently trying to take the rap for some idiot thief who had managed to panic and get himself in over his head.
Sherlock wasn't 100% sure why he decided to prove Angelo's innocence, maybe to get the angel to suffer losing his charge, maybe he was just bored, so many maybes.
Instead, despairingly, he ended up both guaranteeing Angelo's freedom and accidentally saving the young thief from turning into an alcoholic before finally self-destructing with guilt and a hangman's noose.
he resolutely ignored the slightly warm feeling blossoming in his chest, discounting it as a tiny attack from the weakest hellfire of the realms.
He also decided to ignore the fact that his investigation of on Mr Hudson had something to do with the weak hellfire feeling that Mrs Hudson's relieved smile gave him.
Re: Fill: Gaining Wings chapter 3/?, Gen or PG at mostsheneyaAugust 9 2013, 05:41:01 UTC
The third angel Sherlock met was a timid morgue technician by the name of Molly.
As angel's went she wasn't high up in the rankings ladder, indeed she was more or less a gentle-looking ferryman, she was masquerading as a mortician solely for the purpose of encouraging lost souls that didn't want to move on from their bodies to go into the afterlife.
While most people saw her as a weak girl who let Sherlock walk all over her, in fact any corpse she did loan him, was only parted with once she was sure the soul had moved on.
Sherlock learned the hard way what happened the first and last time he tried to borrow a cadaver with it's soul still attached.
She, like Lestrade and Angelo, were very much into the not killing unless necessary, that didn't stop her from zapping him hard enough to see stars and leaving him with blisters in uncomfortable places that didn't disappear for a week.
Irene Adler was no angel, she was no demon either, for all her beauty and attitude, she was just a human, admittedly she was a cusp, someone who was finely balanced between good and evil, and who could end up either way, but she was still just a human
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Re: Fill: Gaining Wings chapter 7/7 John/Sherlock, minor Mycroft/LestradesheneyaAugust 9 2013, 08:40:01 UTC
After the incident with Henry Knight, what Sherlock had thought might be an escaped hell-hound, turned out to be just a dog and some hulucenogenic gas
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Re: Fill: Gaining Wings epilogue John/Sherlock, minor Mycroft/LestradesheneyaAugust 9 2013, 08:41:28 UTC
It was a few days later that he watched John in the graveyard, Mrs Hudson was a surprise as well.
Sherlock watched as John cried for another miracle, his love for Sherlock still strong even though Sherlock had done everything to break it.
But now Sherlock was glad.
"Just wait a little longer John, just a little longer, I'm on the side of the angels now, literally, and we make miracles."
Sherlock watched as John and Mrs Hudson walked out of the cemetery, before turning around and going in the other direction.
"John's miracle will take a while, but it's not the only miracle to work on, lets see if I can't give dear Molly her very own miracle... Moriarty, here I come."
Re: Fill: Gaining Wings epilogue John/Sherlock, minor Mycroft/Lestrade
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August 12 2013, 22:20:57 UTC
(OP here again) This was really wonderful! Thank you so much for filling my prompt! I thought your characterization of Molly was really accurate, and I liked the plot twist with John (I wasn't expecting him to be an angel who didn't realize it). You are a lovely person; this is the first time someone has filled one of my prompts, and I am completely over the moon about it!
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Angelo.
Angelo the angel.
Angelo the angel who was currently trying to take the rap for some idiot thief who had managed to panic and get himself in over his head.
Sherlock wasn't 100% sure why he decided to prove Angelo's innocence, maybe to get the angel to suffer losing his charge, maybe he was just bored, so many maybes.
Instead, despairingly, he ended up both guaranteeing Angelo's freedom and accidentally saving the young thief from turning into an alcoholic before finally self-destructing with guilt and a hangman's noose.
he resolutely ignored the slightly warm feeling blossoming in his chest, discounting it as a tiny attack from the weakest hellfire of the realms.
He also decided to ignore the fact that his investigation of on Mr Hudson had something to do with the weak hellfire feeling that Mrs Hudson's relieved smile gave him.
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As angel's went she wasn't high up in the rankings ladder, indeed she was more or less a gentle-looking ferryman, she was masquerading as a mortician solely for the purpose of encouraging lost souls that didn't want to move on from their bodies to go into the afterlife.
While most people saw her as a weak girl who let Sherlock walk all over her, in fact any corpse she did loan him, was only parted with once she was sure the soul had moved on.
Sherlock learned the hard way what happened the first and last time he tried to borrow a cadaver with it's soul still attached.
She, like Lestrade and Angelo, were very much into the not killing unless necessary, that didn't stop her from zapping him hard enough to see stars and leaving him with blisters in uncomfortable places that didn't disappear for a week.
He never asked her again.
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I think my brain is trying to leak from my ears.
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Sherlock watched as John cried for another miracle, his love for Sherlock still strong even though Sherlock had done everything to break it.
But now Sherlock was glad.
"Just wait a little longer John, just a little longer, I'm on the side of the angels now, literally, and we make miracles."
Sherlock watched as John and Mrs Hudson walked out of the cemetery, before turning around and going in the other direction.
"John's miracle will take a while, but it's not the only miracle to work on, lets see if I can't give dear Molly her very own miracle... Moriarty, here I come."
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I was a little worried at first as it went a little twisty and I wasn't sure if that was alright, so I'm glad you liked reading it.
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This is unique and enjoyable to read.
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