tonnaree wrote:

Episode 1 of Series 4 opens with John having nighmares again.  This time they are about Mary.  Moments flood his mind. Finding out she's lied to him, is not who he thought she was.  Seeing Sherlock on the ground pale and bleeding.  John tosses and turns, moaning in his sleep.  Suddenly he wakes with a start, trembling and breathing hard.  His eyes race desperately around the room trying to ground himself in reality.

Then, his eyes come to rest on Sherlock lying in the bed beside him.  Sherlock is up on one elbow, gazing at him with deep concern as he reaches out to stroke John's shoulder.  John lets out one last great sigh of relief before takikng Sherlock in his arms, taking comfort in his solid warmth.

(ok.  Sorry. I'll just go back to my corner now and read some more fan fiction. )

 
LOL!!!

Wonderful, tonnaree. I can see it before me. Go on, please. 

*shouts*Did you hear that, mofftiss???
Did you bloody hear that??? 😁

"Mary"?  Sherlock asks as he sooths delicate lines up and down John's spine.  "Mary"  John confirms, dipping his head to nuzzle into Sherlock's neck.  "It's always the same.  Just like it's happening all over again." he continues.  "Only in my dream you don't come back after your heart stops.  You leave me again and this time there won't be any miracles."  Sherlock can feel a tear come to rest on his skin as John finishes speaking. He wraps long arms around John's torso, pulling him tight against him and buring his face in Johns soft pale hair.  "A dream is all it is John.  This is our reality now."  And with that he rolls John over on his back and captures his mouth, trying to convy with touch the tuth of his words.....................fade scene............................and then the rest of the season will be told in flashback showing exactly how they ended up in that bed together. 

Last edited by tonnaree (March 20, 2014 1:28 pm)

Mwhahahaha! One could actually argue that this would be a tiny bit soapy as well... But with those two...😁

tonnaree wrote:

"Mary"?  Sherlock asks as he sooths delicate lines up and down John's spine.  "Mary"  John confirms, dipping his head to nuzzle into Sherlock's neck.  "It's always the same.  Just like it's happening all over again." he continues.  "Only in my dream you don't come back after your heart stops.  You leave me again and this time there won't be any miracles."  Sherlock can feel a tear come to rest on his skin as John finishes speaking. He wraps long arms around John's torso, pulling him tight against him and buring his face in Johns soft pale hair.  "A dream is all it is John.  This is our reality now."  And with that he rolls John over on his back and captures his mouth, trying to convy with touch the tuth of his words.....................fade scene............................

...............scene fades in with Sherlock reaching for his violin to serenade John. "Morning violin in bed. Now that's clever!" says John. With his arm around John, Sherlock starts off on a slow note stroking the strings as John, all cuddled up in between, starts stroking Sherlock's chest. All was well in the world of love and romance.................until!...................the slooooooow squeeky creaking sounds of the bedroom door slowly opening, caused a 3 second silence. A tall shadow falls across the floor as the coitus-interuptus intruder slowly steps in. Not wanting to sever his "moment" with John, Sherlock slowly turns his head toward the footsteps, John and his fiddle in one hand and violin in the other. "Most people knock....but then again, you're not most people." Sherlock continues on his violin, as Moriarty jumps in the room and starts dancing!!!!! 
 

Does no one want series 4 to start exactly where it left off with the opening scene on the tarmac and Sherlock stepping out of the plane? Too corny?

So here is the begining of my first attempt at fanfiction.  I started right where The Last Vow ended.

This was the second time John Watson thought he had lost Sherlock forever, however that did not make the loss any easier.  He supposed now he had Mary, wonderful, beautiful, lying Mary.  Who would, if not stop him from breaking into pieces, perhaps do her best putting him back together.  He stood looking into the sky, even after the plane disappeared.  He didn’t know Sherlock did the same, looking out airplane window, eyes fixed to the ground below.  Both men still felt an electric sensation in their right hand, from their last touch.
John knew this was wrong.  Sherlock Holmes, the best and bravest man he had ever known, gone.  He would never be able to forgive himself.  He is the one that should have shot the terrible shark that was Magnussen.  It was his wife and child that needed protection, they were all safe now.  Safe from Mary’s dark past.  Sherlock had thrown away everything for John. The Work and possibly his life thought John with a horrible itching suspicion that now took over his mind.  This was definitely worse than before.  Never knowing.  Before there had been no doubt he was dead and wouldn’t return.  John had found Mary and continued on with his life.  But now he would always be looking over his shoulder.  Tall dark haired men in long coats would make him give a second glance, for he would never stop hoping Sherlock would find his way back to him.  He had come back from the dead once hadn’t he?
Mary stood somewhere right behind him.  She didn’t touch him, or tell him everything would be alright.  She would let him grieve, then expect him to start moving forward.  Mary was just what he needed, in a world without Sherlock Holmes.
“That is not possible. That is simply not possible.”  Mycroft spoke agitated, while getting out of his car.
Taking a step closer to the taller man he asked, “What’s happened?”

Five minutes later, John still frozen in place, Sherlock stepped out of the airplane.  Their eyes locked and John was sure Sherlock would feel the waves of relief rolling off him.  Sherlock wasn't going to go where he couldn't follow.  John wanted to wrap his arms around him and never let go.  He wanted to give him the hug he should have given when he thought the game was over.  Instead he grabbed Mary’s hand.  Sherlock’s face was composed as he approached and turned his attention to Mycroft.  “How?”
“This is not Moriarty’s doing.  He shot himself in the head, he is gone.  It's likely someone who knew him prior to his death is using his identity for their own gain.  We never did catch all of his confidants or his two henchmen that stole his body.”
“Why now more than two years after his death?  It is no simple feat to hijack all electronic screens in London.  Definite risk of being caught” said Sherlock his voice trailing off.
“What would motivate someone to do that?” said Mary, who smiled at Sherlock and gave his arm a squeeze.
“What indeed.” spoke Sherlock his eyes focused on Mycroft.
“Which is why,” Mycroft said with a sigh, “we need you.  Whoever has done this has purposefully spread mass terror throughout the entire country.  It could not have been coincidence this occurred right as you were about to leave... permanently.”
“So,” said John butting in, “whoever is doing this is toying with Sherlock?”
Looking down his nose Mycroft replied, “That remains to be seen.”
With a swift glance at John, Sherlock turned abruptly.  Getting into the back of the car he said, “Come along John the game is still on, you too Mary we have work to do.”  Sherlock eyes gleamed as he said, “ To Baker Street.”
Sitting in between Sherlock and Mary, John used the silent car ride to think.  He thought to himself, the game is never over, and smiled.  John had never been happier, in all his time with Sherlock, for another case.  Despite the obvious danger this one could impose on them all, John was somehow both excited and content.  Sherlock was back, close enough to touch.  John looked up at Sherlock, to find pale eyes looking back.  Sherlock smiled.

TheSkull wrote:

Does no one want series 4 to start exactly where it left off with the opening scene on the tarmac and Sherlock stepping out of the plane? Too corny?

Now I have to think of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKLBwEgUxws 

That was lovely sara.  You should continue.