Just A Number Part 2
Title: Just A Number Part 2
Pairing: Sherlock x Reader
Characters: Sherlock, Reader
Word Count: 1,101
Request: @meredith9811 @sherlockfan4life @dannysanime @haeminhee @changingtimes @willowtighe @foureyedsiopao @elvirabekere “‘Ohmygod part two of Just A Number?!?!?! Please!!!!!!!!!’- Anon “Are you going to do a part 2 to Just A Number?!?! I loved it so much” -Anon
You sat in your office with your last patient before lunch.
“Well, Dr. Y/L/N, I have this fear of the dark.” She began.
“Okay, well what is it about the dark that frightens you?” You asked, jotting notes on your clipboard.
“I don’t really know.” She answered honestly. Clearly it was something, other wise she wouldn’t be here consulting you.
“Ok, well let’s explore. Often a fear of darkness is a fear of the unknown. It’s in darkness when our imaginations give shape to our deepest anxieties. What image comes to mind for you?” You asked her.
“Nothing, actually.” She smiled, and you looked at her confused. “When everything disappears there’s nothing. Just emptiness.”
“I see, and what is it about the emptiness that frightens you?” You asked, this was slowing becoming an interesting patient.
“It’s lonely for one thing.” She said, her demeanor changing.
“Have you always felt this way?” You asked, sympathizing.
“For a while I didn’t.” She waved her hand, dismissively.
“What was different then?” You pressed gently onward.
“I had somebody. A guy I really liked, and then we broke up.” She began to cry, you passed her a box of tissues. “I miss him so much. I don’t know how I fell in love again. I mean, I swore I wouldn’t. I knew better, I should have known better. And then sure enough, six months in, he tells me there’s no fireworks. What am I supposed to say?”
“I’m so sorry. But listen to me, you can’t blame yourself for letting someone into your heart. Love is always a risk, but you have to take it. The pain you’re feeling now will pass in time, and you’ll find yourself ready to take that risk again. Until then, take comfort in your friends. They want to help you, they love you.” You said, and she nodded, before jumping up to hug you. Her actions caught you off guard, but you hugged her back. Moments like this make your job worthwhile. You did this to help people, and it brings a smile to your face.
After this session you were putting your notes into your filing cabinet when your receptionist called.
“Y/N, there’s someone here to see you.” She said, and you raised an eyebrow. You didn’t have anyone scheduled for a few hours. You curiously wandered out of your office to see who it was.
A smile spread on your face when you saw Sherlock Holmes standing alone in your waiting room.
“You didn’t return my call, I was in the area and thought I’d drop by.” He smiled. And you remembered back to when you were going to call him back and had an emergency with a patient.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I meant to, but I has a crisis with a patient. One of my multiples had a new personality emerge - a one-hundred-and-ten-year-old Frenchwoman. It would have been too risky to put off his therapy. Plus I would have missed out on a wonderful recipe for bouillabaisse.” You smiled. He laughed.
“I’m looking for someone to share in an adventure. Lunch?” He asked.
“That has got to be the lamest pickup line in existence.” You laughed, reaching for your coat anyway.
“Don’t worry. That’s just plan A.” He said, and you raised an eyebrow.
“So what’s plan B?” You asked curiously.
“To take you hostage.” You laughed for a moment, and watched Sherlock crack a smile.
“Alright, you win. Erin I should be back before my 3:00.” You told your receptionist as Sherlock lead you out the door.
You and Sherlock walked around London for a little while chatting on the way to a fish and chip stand. The conversation flowed so easily between the two of you. You each felt so comfortable in each others presence, it was just natural. It wasn’t love at first sight exactly, but it was familiarity. Something like oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you. Sometimes you meet a person and you just click- you’re comfortable with them, like you’ve known them your whole life, and you don’t have to pretend to be anyone or anything.
“You should know that John is very sorry about what he said.” Sherlock said during a rare lull in conversation.
“Oh he shouldn’t worry about it. I’m used to it. I’ve lived my whole life with people telling me that I’m too young, it rarely bothers me anymore. I enjoy living in my own world and proving them wrong.” You smiled. Sherlock was amazed with you.
“Don’t you feel lonely living in your own little world?” He asked, and a slow drizzle of rain began to develop.
“Don’t you feel powerless living in other people’s worlds?” You turned to him and said.
“You really are quite different.” He observed.
“Oh I’m really not too different from yourself when you think about it. Two people, with above average intellects, struggling to fit into a world where we’ll never be accepted.” You explained.
You looked at your watch, the two of you had nearly been walking and talking for three hours.
“Sherlock, while I’ve really had an amazing time with you today, it’s nearly three and I have my sex addiction group today and I can’t leave them alone for too long.” You spoke after looking up from your watch.
“I’d like to see you again, Y/N.” Sherlock said.
“You can see me anytime you like. Perks of setting my own office hours.” You smiled.
“You do understand that this is all new to me, this whole feelings thing. There’s no denying that I have feelings for you that can’t be explained in any other way. I briefly considered that I had a brain parasite, but that seemed even more far-fetched. The only conclusion is love.” Sherlock said, and your eyes grew wide and looked up into his blue orbs. Had he really just said that? He did, he really did.
“Sherlock, I… I feel the same.” You smiled.
“I just want to be enough for you.” He said, the rain coming down harder now, not seeming to phase either of you.
“You are enough, a thousand times enough.” You said, before Sherlock captured your lips with his. You wrapped your hand around the back of his neck, and in that moment you felt more at home and more understood than you had in your whole life. You knew it was him, that person who enters your life out of nowhere, and suddenly means the world to you.
Love is always a risk, but you have to take it.
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