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[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Stop overreacting.

Idiot.

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[bestprofessional]

You're the idiot.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Really.

[bestprofessional]

What else were you expecting?

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Another version of you told me to expect to be punched.

[bestprofessional]

Yeah, well. Don't think I'm not considering putting a few rounds into you myself.


You just had to go and make everyone think that- [Pause.] Actually, I take that back, you're a bloody bastard, Sherlock Holmes.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Well, that's me. The lying, manipulative, fake.

[No, it doesn't hurt that Lestrade seems convinced, not even a little.]

[bestprofessional]

Shut your damn face. [his voice is raised. angry.]

I thought I knew you. I thought: Let's just wait a bit and Sherlock'll do his thing and make it all come right again to prove he's innocent.

You tell me what I'm supposed to think when you throw yourself off a roof!

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Think, Detective Inspector.

Why would I do something like that? What would possess me?

[bestprofessional]

[He scowls, because all that's coming to mind is your bloody pride and he's ashamed that he can actually believe it.]

Not Detective Inspector anymore, actually. Detective Inspectors aren't supposed to work with 'criminals'.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

...I'll have Mycroft interfere.

[Soft.]

[bestprofessional]

[Snort] Everyone's got to retire sometime.

Not all of us get to be so dramatic about it. [It's petty and he knows it, but either Sherlock will deal with it or leave.]

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

And you'll live to see retirement age.

[More importantly.]

[bestprofessional]

Apparently so will you. [He still wants answers.]

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

If I hadn't jumped, three people were going to be shot, all right?

[bestprofessional]

[Frown.]


But Moriarty offed himself before you jumped, didn't he? Who would've-

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

You idiot. The operatives were well placed, in separate parts of the city. I was hardly going to commit suicide for three strangers.

He killed himself because he knew I would be able to get the code to call them off out of him. I had to be seen to jump.

[bestprofessional]

[It's funny how Sherlock always makes everything seem so simple. It's something he's missed, that moment of brilliant clarity you feel when he explains how the pieces fall into place. Something he never expected to experience again.


He'd also forgotten too the following shame of how could I have missed that?] Who- who was he going to shoot? John? That landlady of yours? Your brother? ...who?

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Shut up.

[Immediately vitriolic.]

[bestprofessional]

Sherlock. [It's selfish of him to ask, he knows. But he'd thought he'd known Sherlock so well- and now he wants to see if he still does.] Please.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

You.

Tell Anderson and I will kill you myself.

[bestprofessional]

[Slowly, he turns away, bringing a hand up to cover his face.]



Oh, god. I've been such a bloody fool.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Perpetually.



But why in particular this time?

[bestprofessional]

[Headshake. He hasn't the words to explain.] I never should've let Donovan and that bloody Anderson talk me into seeing the Super.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Doubt was natural.

[Dismissing that part with a shrug.]

Mycroft couldn't withstand Moriarty's machinations, and I barely did. You never stood a chance.

[bestprofessional]

[Did Sherlock just shrug at the thing that's been driving him mad with guilt this whole time?



Shaking his head even more, he starts to laugh.]