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Part 1 of Cellular Dystrophy
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2012-01-01
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One Hundred Prayers

Summary:

Sherlock and John write the texts they'd never send after the Fall.

Notes:

The lyrics in this fic are from the song "Hundred" by The Fray.

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“The how I can’t recall,

Now I’m staring at what once was the wall.

Separating east and west,

Now, they meet amidst the broad daylight.”

I hate you. - JW

I’d kill you myself if I could. - JW

No, no, that’s wrong. - JW

Why would you do this to me? - JW

To us? - JW

I only hope that one day you can forgive me. - SH

The sun’s shining. - JW

You’re dead and the sun is shining. - JW

How twistedly ironic. - JW

A bit hard to hide when it’s so bright out. - SH

I let Molly cut my hair. - SH

You’d laugh. - SH

They found his body. - JW

If he was already dead, why did you jump? - JW

Is this some sick joke? - JW

I’ve never felt sentiment before now. - SH

It isn’t crutial to the mission. It’s unneccesary. - SH

But when I think of you, it won’t go away. - SH

It aches. - SH

They expect me to sleep at the flat. - JW

How could they think that’s okay? - JW

It’s like that face on the wall is mocking me. - JW

“So, this is where you are,

And this is where I am.

Somewhere between unsure,

And a hundred.”

They want me to write your eulogy. - JW

I’ve been staring at a blank screen for hours now. - JW

What could I possibly say to sum you up? - JW

The mind is not a mystery to me. - SH

The heart is a different matter entirely. - SH

That was always your area. - SH

Your funeral was today. - JW

You would’ve hated it. - JW

Greg was there. - JW

He kept the press away. - JW

Said he owed you a favor. - JW

I think it’s just his way of saying he believed in you. - JW

Funerals are so unnecessary. - SH

How easily redeemed I become when I’m “dead.” - SH

There’s a cameraman outside. - SH

Lestrade punched him in the face. - SH

He’s not so bad.. Greg. - SH

Why are you crying again? - SH

“It’s hard, I must confess,

I’m banking on the rest to clear away.

‘Cause we have spoken everything,

Everything short of I love you.”

People call me a widow now. - JW

Would you even care? - JW

It seems like they talk more now then they ever did before. - JW

I wonder what you’d say. - JW

What were we, Sherlock? - JW

I’ve learned something from all this. - SH

“The great Sherlock Holmes, learn something?” You’d be so predictable. - SH

Friends are a hindrance. - SH

Slows down the brain, blurs the senses. - SH

Makes you feel. - SH

But you’re different. You’re no ordinary man. - SH

With you, I’m better. - SH

Without you.. I’m still processing. - SH

You didn’t even give me a chance. - JW

I had so many things I needed to say. - JW

You are a hero. - JW

You’re a genius. - JW

You’re gone. - JW

I found a man today. - SH

Army sniper. Maybe you knew him. - SH

He compared himself to you. - SH

He left with a broken arm. - SH

“You right where you are,

From right where I am.

Somewhere between unsure,

And a hundred.”

I don’t really sleep anymore - JW

I just stare at the ceiling. - JW

Sometimes I black out for a few hours. - JW

I try to stop. - JW

Because when I do, all I see is you falling. - JW

And the sound of gunshots. - JW

Sleep is irrelevent. - SH

You told me more of it might help. - SH

These nightmares are like a fever. - SH

I can’t shake them off. - SH

“Somewhere between unsure,

And a hundred.

And who’s to say it’s wrong?

And who’s to say it’s not right.

Where we should be for now?”

I tried to look for your violin. It’s missing. - JW

You would’ve killed me if I touched it, anyway. - JW

I went into the flat when you were out. - SH

I took one of your jumpers. - SH

It smells like you. - SH

You can’t hide in the flat forever. - SH

I need some air. - JW

I feel like I’m suffocating. - JW

I’m so used to your constant string of conversation. - JW

I swear, I can hear you even now. - JW

You’re an ass, you know that? - JW

“So, this is where you are,

And this is where I am.

So, this is where you are,

And this is where I’ve been.”

I can’t take it anymore. - JW

This is killing me. - JW

This is harder than I anticipated. - SH

It’s like dying might have been easier. - SH

I owe you so much. - JW

I owe you everything. - JW

Without you, I don’t feel whole. - SH

This is foreign to me. - SH

There’s just one thing I need to say. - JW

Just once. - JW

I’ve never said this before. - SH

I loved you, Sherlock. - JW

I love you, John. - SH

“And this is where I’ve been,

And this is where I’ve been.

Somewhere between unsure.

And a hundred.”

I’m so alone. - JW

I’m so alone. - SH

I need you to come home. - JW

[Message Sent.]

I’m coming home. - SH

[Message Sent.]

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