John looked out of the window. He saw Mycroft Holmes on the street, withdrawing. Suddenly John´s сердце made a leap. On the other улица, уличный side was someone in a long dark coat, thick scarf and had dark hair. It wasn´t Sherlock, John´s first thought. It was his flatmate Sybille he mixed up her for a moment to his dead friend Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock´s brother Mycroft was already in his Jaguar. He couldn´t see her. The Squad team withdrawal vehicle by vehicle the busy Baker Street. Sybille stood on the other side of this улица, уличный and watched the happening like the other people who audienced it. Then they strolled away. On that день she didn´t return to 221B Baker Street.
John woke up by a sound of opening doors and farewell greetings. It was Mary, the niece of Mrs Hudson who set up to Cardiff where her parents are waiting for her arrival - Главная for Christmas. John was not in the mood for celebrating Рождество since he Остаться в живых his friend. Last Рождество he was together with Mrs Hudson, DI Lestrade, Molly Hooper, his girlfriend Janette, who broke up with him on that день and his Christmas-hating friend Sherlock, who got the camera phone - Irene Adler´s phone... Now, John just will be together with Mrs Hudson, the old but lovely landlady. Not even his flatmate Sybille was there. Where she slept in the night before, he wondered. The день before, the Squad team took nearly every with them. There was nothing what remind John her stay. He knew, that she was in that улица, уличный a день before. He saw her. Was she frightened? Was she too frightened to come back to him? Was she together with the other homeless people, again? John had not the faintest idea, where she was или what she is going to do on that special day. He just took some calls to his family. On Boxing день he would go to his sister Harriet in Chiswick. Actually, he don´t like his sister´s drinking and they didn´t understand each other. John Watson was facing two boring days. Now he could imagine why Sherlock never liked Christmas.
In the evening after Queen Speech and eating turkey, John Watson gave Mrs Hudson her Рождество present, her favourite perfume Caspian Night. They were sitting in front of the fireplace in the living room and Mrs Hudson was talking about old times and John was listening as it suddenly knocked at the front door. Mrs Hudson went downstairs to open it. John heard her cheerful voice, but they didn´t come upstairs. After a while, Sybille turned up but didn´t greet him. Her behave was odd. She held her smart phone up, detecting somesthing. She found what she was looking at. John was shocked also their landlady. In the entire house were plenty of bugs hidden - and cameras! After founding all of these items she greets him with full of joy, hugged and kissed him and apologised. Then she gave him her present - a golden tiepin. John gave his present and all three had a merry time.
They had had a merry time till Sissi gave John an envelope in the late evening. Mrs Hudson was already to bed. John and Sissi were alone in front of the fireplace. John opend the envelope. Inside was a piece of paper. There was written an entire phone call - the last phone call between Sherlock Holmes and him, Dr John H Watson. Two lines were highlighted by a yellow marker: "I´m a fake!" and "It ´s a trick. Just a magic trick!". Some lines were in brackets made by the same maker: "Turn around and walk back the way Ты came!" "Okay, look up! I´m on the rooftop!" "I want Ты to tell Lestrade - I want Ты to tell Mrs Hudson and Molly, infact, tell anyone who will listen to you, that I created Moriarty for my own purposes." "No! Stay exactly where Ты are! Don´t move!" "Keep your eyes fixed on me!". John Watson read this call twice before he begune to understand what it means. He, Sherlock Holmes, faked his own dead, however. But how he had managed that? Sherlock jumped from a rooftop of a tall building - St Bart´s hopital. John saw it, witnessed it!Everyone, who did it must be less badly injured! John, the Army doctor saw him lying on the stone-hard pavement, dead, because Sherlock got a nasty bloody wound at his head and no pulse. John couldn´t exerminate further. He was pulled away. Someone must have faked his death certificate, too. Sissi, now sitting Далее to him at the hot fireplace with a dancing огонь in it, took a mysterious smile. She did the break-in in the Security Service (or Intelligent Force) Mycroft Homes was talking about. Sissi got the last call between them, however. And however Sherlock managed to fake his own dead - the hope of a reunion made John Watson glad. Oh, God, yes - it was Christmas!
John woke up by a sound of opening doors and farewell greetings. It was Mary, the niece of Mrs Hudson who set up to Cardiff where her parents are waiting for her arrival - Главная for Christmas. John was not in the mood for celebrating Рождество since he Остаться в живых his friend. Last Рождество he was together with Mrs Hudson, DI Lestrade, Molly Hooper, his girlfriend Janette, who broke up with him on that день and his Christmas-hating friend Sherlock, who got the camera phone - Irene Adler´s phone... Now, John just will be together with Mrs Hudson, the old but lovely landlady. Not even his flatmate Sybille was there. Where she slept in the night before, he wondered. The день before, the Squad team took nearly every with them. There was nothing what remind John her stay. He knew, that she was in that улица, уличный a день before. He saw her. Was she frightened? Was she too frightened to come back to him? Was she together with the other homeless people, again? John had not the faintest idea, where she was или what she is going to do on that special day. He just took some calls to his family. On Boxing день he would go to his sister Harriet in Chiswick. Actually, he don´t like his sister´s drinking and they didn´t understand each other. John Watson was facing two boring days. Now he could imagine why Sherlock never liked Christmas.
In the evening after Queen Speech and eating turkey, John Watson gave Mrs Hudson her Рождество present, her favourite perfume Caspian Night. They were sitting in front of the fireplace in the living room and Mrs Hudson was talking about old times and John was listening as it suddenly knocked at the front door. Mrs Hudson went downstairs to open it. John heard her cheerful voice, but they didn´t come upstairs. After a while, Sybille turned up but didn´t greet him. Her behave was odd. She held her smart phone up, detecting somesthing. She found what she was looking at. John was shocked also their landlady. In the entire house were plenty of bugs hidden - and cameras! After founding all of these items she greets him with full of joy, hugged and kissed him and apologised. Then she gave him her present - a golden tiepin. John gave his present and all three had a merry time.
They had had a merry time till Sissi gave John an envelope in the late evening. Mrs Hudson was already to bed. John and Sissi were alone in front of the fireplace. John opend the envelope. Inside was a piece of paper. There was written an entire phone call - the last phone call between Sherlock Holmes and him, Dr John H Watson. Two lines were highlighted by a yellow marker: "I´m a fake!" and "It ´s a trick. Just a magic trick!". Some lines were in brackets made by the same maker: "Turn around and walk back the way Ты came!" "Okay, look up! I´m on the rooftop!" "I want Ты to tell Lestrade - I want Ты to tell Mrs Hudson and Molly, infact, tell anyone who will listen to you, that I created Moriarty for my own purposes." "No! Stay exactly where Ты are! Don´t move!" "Keep your eyes fixed on me!". John Watson read this call twice before he begune to understand what it means. He, Sherlock Holmes, faked his own dead, however. But how he had managed that? Sherlock jumped from a rooftop of a tall building - St Bart´s hopital. John saw it, witnessed it!Everyone, who did it must be less badly injured! John, the Army doctor saw him lying on the stone-hard pavement, dead, because Sherlock got a nasty bloody wound at his head and no pulse. John couldn´t exerminate further. He was pulled away. Someone must have faked his death certificate, too. Sissi, now sitting Далее to him at the hot fireplace with a dancing огонь in it, took a mysterious smile. She did the break-in in the Security Service (or Intelligent Force) Mycroft Homes was talking about. Sissi got the last call between them, however. And however Sherlock managed to fake his own dead - the hope of a reunion made John Watson glad. Oh, God, yes - it was Christmas!
