They ran up the stairs to Sherlock’s bedroom, both laughing.
‘I can’t believe you did that.’ The Doctor took off his coat.
‘Well, I’m sure he won’t stay mad for that long.’
‘Sherlock, you just insulted the prime minister.’ Sherlock chuckled and took off his coat. ‘He had it coming.’ The Doctor sat down on the bed. ‘Besides there is one good thing about us leaving.’
‘What?’ Sherlock hung up his coat, turned round and walked over to the Doctor.
‘I can do this.’ He leaned in and kissed him.
‘Your.. Nothing.. But.. Trouble.’ The Doctor said between kisses. Sherlock chuckled and pushed the Doctor so he was lying on his back.
‘Yes, I am.’
‘Doctor… Doctor!’ The Doctor woke up and found himself lying on Sherlock‘s bed. ‘Hey, you ok?’
‘Sherlock, I remember everything.’ The Doctor shot up off the bed. ‘I’m back!’
‘So.. Your memories.. All your memories..’
‘Yeah! Their all back.’ The Doctor hugged Sherlock. He pulled away slowly, just far enough to see Sherlock’s face. ‘Thank you.’ Sherlock smiled then placed his forehead against the Doctor’s.
‘I missed you.’
‘I wasn’t really gone.’ The Doctor took his hand. ‘Come on, the universe awaits.’
He lead him downstairs, out the door and back to the TARDIS. ‘Hello old girl.’ He leaned forward and whispered. ‘Thank you.’ He turned round and saw Sherlock sitting on the couch, he was unusually quiet. ‘You ok?’ Sherlock didn’t reply. ‘Sherlock?’
‘I don’t how to say this.’ A single tear slid down his face. The Doctor went over and sat next to him. ‘I think… we need sometime apart.’ The Doctor shook his head.
‘No.. No..’
‘Listen.’ He took the Doctor’s face in his hands. ‘Doctor.. I love you so much. But after what’s happened.. It’s made me realise that as long as we’re together your enemies will always use your feelings for me to get to you. And… I don’t want to have to watch them…’ He leaned in and gave the Doctor one last kiss. ‘Goodbye Doctor.’ Sherlock got up and left the TARDIS for the last time. The Doctor went over to the monitor and saw Sherlock look back with tears streaming down his face. The Doctor ran his hand down the monitor and whispered.
‘Goodbye.’
‘I can’t believe you did that.’ The Doctor took off his coat.
‘Well, I’m sure he won’t stay mad for that long.’
‘Sherlock, you just insulted the prime minister.’ Sherlock chuckled and took off his coat. ‘He had it coming.’ The Doctor sat down on the bed. ‘Besides there is one good thing about us leaving.’
‘What?’ Sherlock hung up his coat, turned round and walked over to the Doctor.
‘I can do this.’ He leaned in and kissed him.
‘Your.. Nothing.. But.. Trouble.’ The Doctor said between kisses. Sherlock chuckled and pushed the Doctor so he was lying on his back.
‘Yes, I am.’
‘Doctor… Doctor!’ The Doctor woke up and found himself lying on Sherlock‘s bed. ‘Hey, you ok?’
‘Sherlock, I remember everything.’ The Doctor shot up off the bed. ‘I’m back!’
‘So.. Your memories.. All your memories..’
‘Yeah! Their all back.’ The Doctor hugged Sherlock. He pulled away slowly, just far enough to see Sherlock’s face. ‘Thank you.’ Sherlock smiled then placed his forehead against the Doctor’s.
‘I missed you.’
‘I wasn’t really gone.’ The Doctor took his hand. ‘Come on, the universe awaits.’
He lead him downstairs, out the door and back to the TARDIS. ‘Hello old girl.’ He leaned forward and whispered. ‘Thank you.’ He turned round and saw Sherlock sitting on the couch, he was unusually quiet. ‘You ok?’ Sherlock didn’t reply. ‘Sherlock?’
‘I don’t how to say this.’ A single tear slid down his face. The Doctor went over and sat next to him. ‘I think… we need sometime apart.’ The Doctor shook his head.
‘No.. No..’
‘Listen.’ He took the Doctor’s face in his hands. ‘Doctor.. I love you so much. But after what’s happened.. It’s made me realise that as long as we’re together your enemies will always use your feelings for me to get to you. And… I don’t want to have to watch them…’ He leaned in and gave the Doctor one last kiss. ‘Goodbye Doctor.’ Sherlock got up and left the TARDIS for the last time. The Doctor went over to the monitor and saw Sherlock look back with tears streaming down his face. The Doctor ran his hand down the monitor and whispered.
‘Goodbye.’
The Doctor had no idea of what to do or how to even begin finding him. All he knew was that Sherlock’s out there somewhere and waiting for him. He pulled the screen round and started to scan everywhere possible. Earth, Other planets, Other universes and even parallel worlds. But nothing came up. The Doctor slammed his hands on the console. Suddenly something appeared on the screen, they looked like co-ordinates. He pulled levers and pushed buttons as fast as he could so he wouldn’t lose the trail. When the TARDIS landed, he ran out the doors and found himself on a spaceship. He went over to the window and saw the earth.
‘I’ll never get tired of saving you.’ He looked around and scanned with his screwdriver. He found him. He followed the trace down the corridor then he heard someone coming so he hid behind a pillar. He peeked round only to see the...
‘I’ll never get tired of saving you.’ He looked around and scanned with his screwdriver. He found him. He followed the trace down the corridor then he heard someone coming so he hid behind a pillar. He peeked round only to see the...
'Doctor?' Amy had searched all over the TARDIS but couldn't find him. 'Doctor? Your really starting to scare me.' She came back down the stairs into the control room and found him sitting on the chair. 'There you are, never do that....' Amy stopped and looked at the Doctor, he didn't seem himself. 'Doctor? You ok?'
'Hmmmmm.' He didn't even look at her, he just stared into space, Thinking about Sherlock and wondering if he was thinking about him.
'Doctor!' she smacked him.
'Oh! What was that for?.' he asked rubbing his arm.
'Sorry but you wouldn't answer me and i've been looking everywhere for you.'
'Sorry... I..' the Doctor's eyes began filling with tears.
'Sorry, i didn't mean to hit you that hard.' Amy sat down next to him and took his hand.
'No it's not that.' the Doctor said wiping his eyes ' It's something else.'
'What?.' The Doctor remained silent, all he could think about was that day.
A Few Years Earlier.....
'Hmmmmm.' He didn't even look at her, he just stared into space, Thinking about Sherlock and wondering if he was thinking about him.
'Doctor!' she smacked him.
'Oh! What was that for?.' he asked rubbing his arm.
'Sorry but you wouldn't answer me and i've been looking everywhere for you.'
'Sorry... I..' the Doctor's eyes began filling with tears.
'Sorry, i didn't mean to hit you that hard.' Amy sat down next to him and took his hand.
'No it's not that.' the Doctor said wiping his eyes ' It's something else.'
'What?.' The Doctor remained silent, all he could think about was that day.
A Few Years Earlier.....
Sherlock sat at his desk, going through every case note and autopsy he had. He found nothing. Not a single scrap of evidence, who ever this was, they were good. He shut his eyes and casted his mind back to the crime scene. It was down a dark alley way, quite conseled, inbetween two buildings. They found a women, about twenty four, just got engaged judging by the clarity of the ring, was one her way home when something came up behind her and knocked her to floor, she lost a lot of blood. Sherlock opened his eyes and snapped back into reality, still not knowing where to start. The he heard a sound....
Sherlock sat in his study and gazed out the window at the stars. How he would love to see those stars up close,The mysteries of the universe was the one case he hadn't solved yet.
'Not staring at the stars again are you Sherlock?.' Sherlock laughed. John never understood is infasination with the stars, But thats probably because he never told him.
'Listen John, If you have been through the things i have, you too would turn to the stars.'
'What has ever happend to you that made you look at the stars?.' The memories came flooding back.
A Few Years Earlier........
'Not staring at the stars again are you Sherlock?.' Sherlock laughed. John never understood is infasination with the stars, But thats probably because he never told him.
'Listen John, If you have been through the things i have, you too would turn to the stars.'
'What has ever happend to you that made you look at the stars?.' The memories came flooding back.
A Few Years Earlier........
Doctor: Professor John Smith, University of London, here to check on the hospital’s research, don’t mind me, pretend I’m not even here.
Sherlock: Professor? Hmm. Tweed suit, suspenders, cheap loafers and a bow tie; I’d almost believe you except for one thing; that paper is blank.
Doctor: Is it? Hmm, would you look at that. Well it looks like you’re very clever, Mister Holmes, and that makes things much much harder.
Sherlock: And why is that?
Doctor: Well, un-clever people are very useful; they’re eager to help and don’t ask many questions, but clever people are very uncooperative and always think they’re right. It’s very annoying, and quite a hindrance when you’re in a hurry. I should know.
Sherlock: Professor? Hmm. Tweed suit, suspenders, cheap loafers and a bow tie; I’d almost believe you except for one thing; that paper is blank.
Doctor: Is it? Hmm, would you look at that. Well it looks like you’re very clever, Mister Holmes, and that makes things much much harder.
Sherlock: And why is that?
Doctor: Well, un-clever people are very useful; they’re eager to help and don’t ask many questions, but clever people are very uncooperative and always think they’re right. It’s very annoying, and quite a hindrance when you’re in a hurry. I should know.