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“There’s an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it’s God’s own wind none the less and a cleaner, better stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared.” ― Arthur Conan Doyle, His Last Bow


You… you told me once that you weren’t a hero. Umm, there were times I didn’t even think you were human, but let me tell you this: you were the best man, an’ the most human… human being that I’ve ever known, and no-one will ever convince me that you told me a lie. That’s so. There. I was so alone, and I owe you so much, but, please, there’s just one more thing, one more thing, one more miracle, Sherlock, for me. Don’t… be… dead. Would you, just for me, just stop it? Stop this.

I confess at first I didn’t realize he was asking me. When finally I understood, I expressed to him that I was both flattered and…surprised. I explained to him that I’d never expected this request and I was a little daunted in the face of it. I nonetheless promised I would do my very best to accomplish a task which was, for me, as demanding and difficult as any I had ever contemplated. Additionally, I thanked him for the trust he placed in me and indicated that I was, in some ways, very close to being…moved by it.
It later transpired that I’d said none of this out loud.


Mrs Hudson is retired, but her last gig, bringing down the man her cover married in 1964, came with unexpected complications – Mr Mycroft Holmes’ brother. On Lady Smallwood’s request she lets the young man move in to her building to keep tabs on him. When the boy flings himself off a roof, Mrs Hudson leaves retirement to help Lady Smallwood bring down Moriarty’s web.

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