When I'm Gone

Epilogue Part 2: Notes from Sherlock Holmes

1-19-14: Well, now that John's out of the way, surely he won't mind if I use this just a bit longer than him. I can, after all, keep track of time myself. However, it is his laptop...oh, he won't mind. I type faster than he does anyway.

The year's events seem to have taken a toll on both of us. I promised I wouldn't get sentimental while writing this, actually, I'm forcing myself. I think he got quite sentimental, against my will, as I'm reading his along while writing my part.

I think I have grown accustomed to this human tradition, to well, humanising myself. A very reflecting experience. Maybe if Jim had done something like this he wouldn't have forced me off a rooftop. Then again, if he could handle something like this, he would still be around.

John has made a mention about my change, remarking on it quite frequently. I see here he's also made a mention of my current cases, the new job he and I have now. Working with Lestrade almost full time has proven to be very daunting, especially having to put up with the idiocy and almost betrayal for so long. I'm still hurt, the only one who believed in me was Anderson. Anderson! No one else bothered to have a little faith? I'm very hurt at all of you, I expected more of you, especially you...what does John call it, oh, the "internet fangirls". I admire your persistence, and your take after me. Excellent deductions if I may say. All good theories on how I died. You're all wrong, only a few of you bothered to get some pieces right.

Speaking of the fanatics, I suppose you all have heard about John's book, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes? Yes, you should have. I advise you, if you were/are one of those "overnight sensation" fans, the ones who read about me in the tabloids rather than what my blogger posted, to check out a book, maybe ask for it as a late Christmas present. Just buy it. I am not the person you think I am. Come to think of it, I'm not the person John thinks I am either, but he knows me better than you. But you don't repel me. As I said, I admire the fanaticism of you all.

I had better get going, John's pointing at his watch. Time isn't up, John, I still have forty five seconds. He is so stubborn.

I suppose I'll sign off now, seeming as he's going to yell at me. We were supposed to be at the crime site by now, but what could Lestrade possibly do without us? Better get back to my blogger, I'll be seeing all of you soon. I'm alive, Anderson was right, and John Watson and I are professional now.

~Sherlock Holmes, Consulting Detective

(P.S. I just wanted to say one more thing...Andersonhasbeenrunningasupportgroupthisentiretime... Okay, John, I'll get off now. Goodbye.)

AN: That was it. The last part. Wow, I can't believe it's really over. Jeez, where did the time go? Hope you all enjoyed, I'll try not to get teary eyed as I make new stories. Nothing can beat your first one though! I hope you don't mind, I already did the whole thank you spiel a couple chapters back. No worries, you all are loved and I will remind you of that constantly! Hope you get a chance to read some of my other works (Hope I get a chance to write some of my other works) and so I leave you all with a fond farewell...for now;)~