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jackwabbitFlawed Theory
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Rated: PG (Language)
Category: 221B Fic. Gen. John POV. Sherlock, John.
Series: Any.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: John knows Sherlock’s wrong. So does Sherlock, for that matter.
Word Count: Why, 221 (and ending with a “B” word), of course!
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I’ve seen this movie dozens of times.
But as with most things, doing so with Sherlock makes it an entirely new experience.
This time, for once, because he miraculously fell asleep, the newness isn’t caused by his endless comments.
Instead, it’s an old line that suddenly has new meaning.
“If you're killed in the matrix, you die here?”
“The body cannot live without the mind.”
I look over at Sherlock, out cold with one arm dangling off the couch and his head bent sideways, and I snort.
It’s a pity he’s asleep, even if it allows me some peace, because he’d appreciate that sentiment, what with his “the body is just transport” theory.
I chuckle at that thought.
After all, he passed out tonight because his body required rest. He’s as human as the rest of us when it comes to his physical needs - most of them, anyway.
He knows that, of course, but he can’t admit it.
Not to me, a doctor who knows it’s true, and certainly not to himself, who knows better than anyone (doctors included) how accurate it is.
After all, not so long ago, in typical extreme fashion, Sherlock proved it.
For what is addiction if not the body controlling the mind?
So much for that transport idea.
As theories go, well, that one’s total bollocks.
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Rated: PG (Language)
Category: 221B Fic. Gen. John POV. Sherlock, John.
Series: Any.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: John knows Sherlock’s wrong. So does Sherlock, for that matter.
Word Count: Why, 221 (and ending with a “B” word), of course!
xxx
I’ve seen this movie dozens of times.
But as with most things, doing so with Sherlock makes it an entirely new experience.
This time, for once, because he miraculously fell asleep, the newness isn’t caused by his endless comments.
Instead, it’s an old line that suddenly has new meaning.
“If you're killed in the matrix, you die here?”
“The body cannot live without the mind.”
I look over at Sherlock, out cold with one arm dangling off the couch and his head bent sideways, and I snort.
It’s a pity he’s asleep, even if it allows me some peace, because he’d appreciate that sentiment, what with his “the body is just transport” theory.
I chuckle at that thought.
After all, he passed out tonight because his body required rest. He’s as human as the rest of us when it comes to his physical needs - most of them, anyway.
He knows that, of course, but he can’t admit it.
Not to me, a doctor who knows it’s true, and certainly not to himself, who knows better than anyone (doctors included) how accurate it is.
After all, not so long ago, in typical extreme fashion, Sherlock proved it.
For what is addiction if not the body controlling the mind?
So much for that transport idea.
As theories go, well, that one’s total bollocks.
