for Mycroft
Jun. 29th, 2012 10:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
John still refused to talk about Sherlock's "death," and while it was touching that he was so bereaved, Sherlock needed to process. He'd spent some time in the Moriarty wing of his mind palace, which hadn't been as helpful as he would have liked. In fact, it left him feeling rather dreadful. Which led him to his next course of action; seeking out Mycroft.
He'd never questioned the fact that he and his brother had been taken from the same day on Earth, even after learning about the shifted timelines of others. Mycroft was inscrutable like that, and had basically looked as he presently did since the mid 1990s.
Sherlock found him on the observation deck, as he knew he would; umbrella in hand, he might have been idling on a Brighton pier.
"Whatever it is you've done, you might as well tell me now and save us both some time."
He'd never questioned the fact that he and his brother had been taken from the same day on Earth, even after learning about the shifted timelines of others. Mycroft was inscrutable like that, and had basically looked as he presently did since the mid 1990s.
Sherlock found him on the observation deck, as he knew he would; umbrella in hand, he might have been idling on a Brighton pier.
"Whatever it is you've done, you might as well tell me now and save us both some time."
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Date: 2012-06-30 01:46 pm (UTC)"I - like you - have not lived these events yet. I - like you - do not hasten to draw conclusions based on what someone tells me. If you want to know what John has said, ask John, and draw your own conclusions, if you wish."
The fact of the matter was that - as he didn't believe Sherlock would ever commit suicide - John had not seen the whole truth. He saw some of it and drew his conclusions. Mycroft would not make the same mistake.