[sherlock] It's mine, don't move!

It has been more than two hours since John was sent off the helicopter to being rushed to the hospital bed by the hospital staff and finally pushed into the emergency room, and the two white doors have not appeared since they were slammed shut. any movement.The simple white leather chairs leaning side by side on the snow-white wall outside the emergency room corridor, Sherlock's dark red blood-stained hands clenched into fists on his bent knees, the whole person nestled into the chair, his body clinging tightly On the seat, with thin lips tightly facing the door of the emergency room, looking up from time to time to see the change of the red light on the door frame, the black woolen windbreaker that John has always tidied spotlessly is also wrinkled and dirty It turned into a large black rag.

At this time, Sherlock didn't care about his beggar-like mess at all. He only had John who was still lying in the bed and was being rescued with all his strength. If his eyes could have penetrating power, It is estimated that the two thin doors have been pierced through countless holes.Of course, if possible, Sherlock would prefer to rush into the emergency room alone and stay by John's side.However, he didn't dare, Sherlock was afraid that if he rushed in recklessly, he would interrupt the doctor's rescue of John and kill John.

"Sherlock, John will be fine, can you put away that poor portrait of you that seems to have been abandoned by the whole world?" Mycroft crossed his legs and put the black umbrella in his hand on the vacant chair aside, Decided to speak to break the more than two hours of silence between him and Sherlock.

Even though McCoff had a lot to do, he resolutely asked his secretary Shalia to cancel all the itinerary and meeting arrangements for the day, and spend all his time with his brother, who had already been hit hard, and stayed in the Wait outside the emergency room for the results of John's rescue.In fact, for Mycroft, work is just to pass the boring ordinary life, just like Sherlock likes to challenge difficult and unsolved cases, just so that his high-speed brain can have a place to squander, which is the same principle.The only difference may be that the chess game he plays is much larger and more interesting than Sherlock's petty detective game.The Sherlock Holmes family has always put their family members first. This is a habit that has been passed down since ancient times and has been deeply ingrained in the bone marrow. Mycroft is no exception, not to mention that the accident happened this time with his most beloved Younger brother Sherlock.

"Mycroft, John is bleeding a lot..." Sherlock, with his dull and messy curly hair, turned his face to look at McCoff, and said the first words since entering the hospital in a daze.

"Sherlock, I saw it." Mycroft reached out to pat the curly hair, with a little comforting force, and replied to Sherlock's words in a gentle tone.

"But, how did he bleed so much? Will he die? What will I do if he dies?" For the first time, Sherlock didn't wave away Mycroft's hand on his head, nor did he As in the past, she said arrogantly and bluntly, "This belongs to John alone, you are not allowed to touch it!" ' and the like.Since Sherlock became an adult, this is the only time he has completely disarmed in front of Mycroft, completely exposing his most vulnerable and helpless side in front of Mycroft. How severe and unexpected the blow was.

"You have to believe John, he is a 'national hero' who participated in the war in Afghanistan, and he can come back alive in such a dangerous hail of bullets, so this time he will definitely get through this time." Mycroft From the pocket of the white suit, he took out a dark blue handkerchief that was folded into a delicate quadrangular shape, gently raised his right hand, shook it open, and then covered Sherlock's hands covered with solidified black and red blood, concentrating on comforting his younger brother He tried to clean his hands without hesitation, and was so considerate that he didn't let go of every nail crevice.

"But, what does John mean by saying that he is both John and not John? Why can't I understand?" Sherlock's eyes shifted from the door of the emergency room to Mycroft, hesitating for a moment, and then slowly Open your mouth.Sherlock remembered the last words John said to him in his arms in Magnuson's office. He still hesitated until now. If John is no longer John, how should he treat this man?Even after searching all the materials and cases in his mind, he still couldn't find the answer, so Sherlock could only subconsciously turn to his almost omnipotent brother Mycroft Holmes for help again. "Mycroft, what am I supposed to do if John isn't John? Do we still need each other?"

"Oh~ Sherlock, have you watched too many movies? He is obviously John." Mycroft's light gray eyes flickered slightly, and then he told Sherlock nonchalantly.

"But, that's obviously what he told me." Sherlock stretched his legs that were numb from bending for a long time, and then continued to curl up on the chair, "Actually, since I returned to London and reunited with John, I have been I feel that something is wrong with John, I always thought that my departure made him change, but the fact doesn’t seem to be the case. Mycroft, have you never doubted it?”

"Tsk~! 'Think'? My dear brother, I don't think I have ever taught you to use such an uncertain vocabulary? Have you forgotten that when all possibilities are removed, the one remaining is the least It is possible, and that is also the truth." Mycroft said lightly.Didn't he suspect John?How can it be!How could he not have investigated in advance something that even his idiot brother with a low IQ of more than one class could detect?Before welcoming Sherlock's return, he had conducted no less than ten different DNA tests and various investigations on John, but all the reports submitted showed that John was still the same John.Then, there are only two truths, either because Sherlock's death hit him too hard, he had a slight split personality symptom, or there was a new 'core' in this body.Although the latter assumption may seem shocking, there are many wonders in the world, isn't it?

Speaking of this, I have to reiterate that for Mycroft, the only person is John, as long as John treats Sherlock as always and is valued by Sherlock, then he will not do anything unpleasant to John , You must know that as the head of the secret service, he always has countless means to let some secrets become known to him, doesn't he?

"Sherlock, tell me, do you want John to leave? If you want, I can make John disappear in your world forever." Hearing Sherlock's question, Mycroft paused holding the handkerchief, Then he continued to take care of Sherlock's slender fingers slowly, as if casually suggested. The word 'disappear' has many ambiguities, depending on how Sherlock understands it.

"No! I will never allow John to leave me!!" Mycroft's tentative proposal made Sherlock's pupils constrict, and there was a 'thump' in his heart, and an extremely intense disgust instantly arose.Sherlock glared at Mycroft fiercely, his eyes were full of bright threats, if McCoff dared to let John leave him (or disappear from this world forever), then his brother would not be able to live a peaceful life up?Sherlock felt uncomfortable just imagining this, let alone what would happen if it became reality.If he doesn't die, he must go crazy!

"Since you don't want John to leave you, is it important who he is?" Mycroft shrugged helplessly, getting to the heart of the conversation.Well, he just tried to suggest it just now, but it wasn't true, so why do you need to stare at him so hard?This heartless brat!Once he has a wife, he forgets about his elder brother, and he doesn't think about who put so much painstaking efforts to raise him, and who is busy finding a wife for him to start a family and start a business?If you don't move, you will only threaten him! !

"But, if he's not John, he's as much of a liar as Mary." Sherlock wrinkled his handsome face, looking extremely tangled.

"Fanzheng Mary is destined to be alive, and she was confirmed to be revived half an hour ago. Since you are very concerned about John cheating on you, well~ I will let them make a couple. Liar couples and so on, it sounds very good , and then exile them to the other hemisphere without getting in your way. If I'm not mistaken in my reasoning at this rate, within a few years Mary will surely win John's heart, and they will have a logical meeting. A grand wedding, forming a happy normal male and female family, and then there will be a dozen babies appearing in John's world, he will happily leave you behind, and he will never have anything to do with you again for the rest of his life."

"..." Sherlock's face wrinkled even more.

"And you, my dear brother. You will return to 221B Baker Street alone, and live with the landlord Mrs. Hudson who pretends to be crazy and foolish all day long. You will continue to look for like-minded roommates, and then you will always fail. It's over, oh~ for God's sake! Sherlock, you really don't have to stare at me so hard, don't you think about it, in the long time of 30 years before you met John, you never found someone who got along more than three times Today's normal roommates and so-called friends, Lestrade and Molly don't count! They can only be regarded as your work partners, can't they? Well, let's go on and describe your poor boring future, you will be alone until Hell. Mrs. Desen dies of old age, and then you can die alone, of course, it does not rule out that you want to find some excitement to play yourself to death."

After speaking, McCoff folded the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand, and the man in black standing next to him quickly walked over to take the handkerchief, then turned and left to look for a trash can to throw it away. McCoff rubbed it naturally Folding his hands, he straightened his collar, stretched out his hand to push away Sherlock's hand that was tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, and glanced down at the puffy Sherlock sitting next to him, feeling relieved in his heart. Tone, this brat finally reacted a bit normally.

"Don't call Mrs. Hudson 'playing crazy'! Also, if Mary dares to seduce John into marriage, I'll throw gas bombs at their wedding and kill everyone." He's a high functioning sociopath!While Sherlock stated dryly, he ignored Mycroft impatiently and slapped his hand away, scratching his fingers in mid-air, and then grabbed his brother's white suit hem and refused to let go.

"I didn't intend to offend the landlady. But, Sherlock, is that what you're capable of?" Mycroft held his forehead with a headache.Sherlock still wants to drop gas bombs at the wedding?Could this guy be any more naive or more lawless?Who taught him all this? ! "If you really dare to do this, John will probably never forgive you for the rest of his life. I beg you, you can use your stupid brain to think about a detailed plan before this kind of action, okay? At least not Let John know that you did it!"

Even these little things had to be taught by him again and again. Was the knowledge he taught Sherlock all those years ago deleted by this brother as useless garbage?

"I understand. It's like I did a lot of things that John doesn't like. As long as I don't let him know, the world will be peaceful. John's little rusty head that has always been inflexible will never find out." Sherlock tilted his head and thought about it seriously, finally nodded heavily, and silently put this opinion of McCaw into the hard disk in his mind for permanent preservation.He has already decided in his heart that if John finds out about the incident, he will put all the blame on McCoff, and may God bless McCoff not to be beaten up by John ~ Amen!

"..." I didn't realize that my younger brother had shrewdly made a small calculation in his heart, and was ready to sell him anytime and anywhere.Mycroft just felt a little speechless now, and just wanted to cover his face with his hands.According to Sherlock, does it mean that John is too stupid, that's why he didn't discover the messy things Sherlock did behind his back?Mycroft really felt that his idiot brother was actually not much better!These two couples are just like each other, neither one is smarter than the other, they really are a match made in heaven! !

"So, you haven't said what I should do now?" After being tossed by Mycroft, Sherlock regained his previous energy and asked aggressively.

"Sherlock, are you going to let John down? How did you promise John at the wedding? You said you would spend your whole life loyal and loving him, are you going to break your vow now?" Mycroft picked Raising his eyebrows, he continued to guide Sherlock's thoughts.

"I didn't want to break my oath." Sherlock let go of his hand, glanced at the door of the emergency room where there was still no movement, and replied with curled lips.No matter what John becomes, his vow at the wedding will never change. This is his only promise to John, and it will remain the same throughout his life.

"Sherlock, what is the first family motto of our Sherlock Holmes family?" Mycroft continued to teach.

"Be loyal to your partner and will use your life to prove that you will not let him down." Sherlock still can't understand why Mycroft always reminds him of the first family motto of the Holmes family, which is Just like how he reminded him of the red beard that died because of him countless times before when his reason was about to be defeated by his sensibility.However, Sherlock immediately put these incomprehensible things to the back of his mind, because Mycroft will always be behind him and arrange everything for him, and there are some things that he will never need to worry about.

"Then did you do it?"

"I..." Since he didn't give John a clear and positive answer in Magnuson's office, he has disappointed John, right?He managed to be loyal to John but lost his trust. How damn sad is this thing that would make John sad?If Mycroft hadn't reminded him, Sherlock felt he might never have thought of that. "I didn't do it, but I will definitely not do it again in the future."

"Sherlock, what is more cruel than death is the fact that you go against yourself and become a devil. Even for the brightest reason, you can't wash away the fact that you have stepped into darkness. John is willing to dye his hands again and again for you. Blood debt, killing someone with his own hands to protect you is already the best proof that he loves you, why do you still hesitate? My brother, don't wait until you have lost someone before coming to me to confess and ask for help, then everything may be wrong. It will be irreversible, no matter how powerful I am, I’m still just a normal human being, I’m not really omnipotent.” Mycroft once again persuaded this younger brother who never let him worry, well, he’s used to it.

"Like you?" Sherlock blurted out.

"Shut up! Now I'm talking about you and John, don't get involved with me." Mycroft slapped the curly hair with a slap, and continued to ask angrily despite Sherlock's grievances covering his hair with his hands : "Then have you figured out how to face John?"

"……No."

"..." Could he slap him a few more times?Just shoot this idiot with an outrageously low EQ to death!Don't say he is Mycroft Holmes' younger brother! !He doesn't have such a stupid brother, Sherlock must have been picked up and adopted by Mommy and Dad from some trash can! ! !

"Then think about it quickly, or I will let John see you and beat you once."

"John won't listen to you!"

"John will listen to me, especially when I still have a dozen gold cards."

"..."

"Have you thought about it?!"

"There is an indiscriminate system disorder in the brain, it's about to crash!!!"

Sherlock opened a pair of innocent and ignorant green eyes and silently stared at Mycroft, whose mouth was twitching. The atmosphere in the corridor suddenly became strange. At this time, the light on the door frame of the emergency room finally went out.

So what happened to John?

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