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The West Wind is Here

Summary:

This story starts some years after "The Final Problem"
In these years Sherlock and John really have been focusing on parenting... Although they take some interesting cases every now and then, leaving Rosie in care of Mrs. Hudson and Molly...
Rosie is about to be 10 this year, She is amazingly brilliant in her studies, and has an interest in lots of other subjects and matters, she doesn't like spending time with people, but her favorite pass time is reading her daddy's blog and playing games with uncle Sherlock.
Her father doesn't want her to be in violent crime scenes until she is a teenager, so she made a deal with uncle Sherlock that he will set up replicas of crime scenes at home, Mrs. H, Aunt Molly, Uncle Greg, Her father will be the characters, and Detective Rosie Watson will solve the cases with her assistant Sherlock Holmes that will be the game...

John and Sherlock are really happy and never bored with their life, with Rosie and their favorite people around...
But, things don't always stay the same......................................

Notes:

My friends call me a natural Lucid dreamer, and that is true on some level, and I kind of develop my fanfictions by the collages of my dreams normally...

But the idea of this plot came in my head a few days ago, while I was in the shower, and as I was unable to keep this bombasting idea just in my head, so I decided to put it out here, hope you all like it...

p.s don't get any naughty ideas... ok... ;)

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Welcome To the Terrifying Game

Chapter Text

Sherlock: John, JOHN, where are you?? John… JOHN…...
John: Sherlock, why are you screaming, I am right in front of you, can’t you see me? Sherlock...

John comes closer to hold Sherlock’s hand and tell him that he is right there, but he fails to touch Sherlock, instead, he sees his own body, like an intangible, transparent, permeable thing just passes through Sherlock’s body….

-------------------------Six hours ago------------------------

221 B Baker St. sitting room... John and Sherlock sitting on their respective black, and red/grey chair facing each other.... and on the client’s chair, it is Mycroft...

Sherlock: Look, if you have an interesting case for me, then stay otherwise just leave... little Watson is about to come back from school with Mrs. H, we don’t have time for your boring, political melodramas…

Mycroft: It’s not a drama Sherlock… It’s personal…

A smirk appears on John’s face seeing these two brothers giving each other hard time like little school girls fighting… but his clever smirk doesn’t escape Sherlock’s or Mycroft’s eyes, and though his smile delights Sherlock while the other brother was losing his temper...

Mycroft: Laugh all you want Dr. Watson because you will be terrified once you hear the whole matter…

John: Well, you can start your horror story to terrify us any time now…

John’s sassy-ness never fails to amaze Sherlock, but Mycroft just ignores John’s sassy comment and Sherlock’s smirks and eye-rolls this time...

Mycroft: Sherlock, as years are passing away, as Rosie Watson is growing up, new responsibilities and more duties are occupying your life, I see you have deleted some old duties you used to be engaged in…
And recently the most important of them has caused some anomalies… And as I think you have already deduced whom I am talking about, but are not ready to spell it, It's Euros….

both Sherlock and John’s eyes struck at Mycroft the moment they heard the name, as Mycroft continues….

Mycroft: The security facility of Sherinford has been compromised, not only that, Every day 3 or 4 people, sometimes prison staff, guards, management officers, special operators are vanishing from there… Sherlock, they are just missing, no evidence, no clues, not even dead bodies, it's like they just have evaporated in the thin air....

John: Are you sure, there are not any secret rooms or underground pathways that you might not know about, or she might be dumping their bodies in the sea, anything can happen, lots of possibilities...

Mycroft: And you don’t think that I have already thought of those possibilities... believe me, I thought about all of them and more and I have taken action accordingly...., it’s my security team, my organization I know when something is out of my hand Dr. Watson… No one is left there, The place is empty, within a few days….

He looked at Sherlock sitting motionlessly closing his hand underneath his lips and continues with his narration

Mycroft: Brother I think you should come with me, cause some of my agents before they went missing have said that they have heard voices of two individuals talking from our sister's contentment, they have heard her talking to someone, someone they are terrified of… I don’t know how but they said that they have heard Euros and Moriarty talking…

John: But isn’t he dead, you two confirmed that…

Sherlock: Yes, He is dead.

John: Then your people must be lying or hallucinating Mycroft...

Sherlock: Moriarty is dead and Mycroft’s people are not lying, all of them can not lie…. which makes this case interesting, rather captivating.. John, pack our emergency stuff, we are going to Sherinford... Mycroft, I guess you already have arranged our rides…

Sounds of footsteps approaching at the wooden stairs, little Rosie comes upstairs and hugs her father...

Rosie: Hello uncle Mycroft, you know today I solved a case in school, just like daddy and uncle Sherlock…

Mycroft didn’t know how to react against little Watson’s excitement, he was relieved when Sherlock pulls Rosie closer to himself...

Sherlock: Yes, my dear Watson, your Sherlock will listen all about your case, but now I and daddy have to go with your uncle Mycroft…

Rosie: Is it about a case?.. Is uncle Mycroft your client today?.. Is that why he is sitting on the client’s chair?... and is it a terrifying case?.. Is that why uncle Mycroft is sweating, and daddy just forgot to take notes in his note pad in the middle?... Whose name starts with E?.. daddy, why did you stopped writing after that?...

Sherlock: Excellent observation my dear Watson.. Yes uncle Mycroft is here with a terrifying case, which I and your daddy have to solve as soon as possible, and that is why we have to go. My dear, will you be a good girl and stay with Mrs. Hudson until we come back?...

Rosie: Ok, I promise, if you promise to tell me everything about the case once you come back, and also you have to give me a present once you are back…

John becomes happier every day seeing Sherlock and Rosie's bond getting stronger, he likes how Rosie is different from other normal school-going girls, and how she is a lot more observant just like her uncle Sherlock... And how she has changed Sherlock into a more caring person....

Sherlock: Ok, I promise I'll tell you everything once I am back, and what do you want as a present?...

Rosie: Some chemical mixture of yours to teach a lesson to some irritating boys at school…

John: What boys Rose? What did they do, tell me about them… now…

Rosie: Nothing to be worried Dad I can handle them, and uncle Sherlock is going to help me right?... Deal?...

Sherlock: Deal…

John: I’ll call Aunt Molly and Uncle Greg to come and pay a visit whenever they can ok?… be a good girl….

Rosie: I’ll be fine, I am not a child anymore... Goodbye, uncle sherlock and you.... and bye-bye to you too uncle Mycroft,.... have fun…

------------------------------Present Time-------------------------------

Sherlock and John have reached Sherinford with Mycroft, they were searching for clues everywhere, in every room, every passageway, in every containment and as it was a huge place and they were outnumbered, so they decided to split up, and text whenever any of them sees something or someone suspicious, John takes the right, and Sherlock the left, and Mycroft was going forward, approximately after 15 minutes Sherlock gets a text from John saying, “Vatican Cameos”
Sherlock forwards the text to Mycroft and rushes in the right section of the facility, and as he is passing by every room on the right side screaming John's name, he sees one room full of giant machines, all of which are totally unknown to him, but the second he enters the room, he knows that John was in this room when he texted him, Mycroft has also arrived, but they can’t see anyone in the room....

Sherlock: John, JOHN, where are you?? John… JOHN…...
John: Sherlock, why are you screaming, I am right in front of you, can’t you see me? Sherlock,

John comes closer to hold Sherlock’s hand and tell him that he is right there, but he fails to touch Sherlock, instead, he sees his own body, like an intangible, transparent, permeable thing just passes through Sherlock’s body….