But can we talk about how this episode was centred around John and Sherlock falling in love with each other all over again. After the explosive emotion and anger and hurt, and Sherlock’s playing it down with a nervous laugh, we get John shaving off his moustache for Sherlock and then there’s the ‘I’m seeing him everywhere’ whilst Sherlock is hearing John’s voice in his mind, endearing and familiar and oh my god is it making him lose focus.
But then John is revisiting 221b because maybe just maybe he can try and forgive that complete dick for leaving him for two years.
That’s before he’s kidnapped to which Sherlock reacts by stealing a motorbike and racing through London with all the panic and fear of a startled fox in headlights, only to leap in to a fucking raging fire, crying out John’s name because he cannot lose him, he’s only just got him back, Sherlock may be able to cheat death but DAMMIT JOHN CAN’T!
And then John is better (shall we deduce that Sherlock waited by his hospital bed until he regained consciousness because shut up Mycroft I just want to make sure.)
But no he’s still absent minded, his parents are around but he’s not really with them, because John John John, John hasn’t forgiven him yet and he needs him to - Shit is that John at the door, please you guys get out of here oh MY GOD you’re embarrassing me in front of him.
And John, John wants to speak with, wants to examine, wants to thank the birth-givers of this fantastically enchanting human being, I can’t believe I just witnessed them, but I’m still cross totally not cross any more
And then there’s there’s the small laugh, the sorry sorry sorry again John jesus how many times… But no really… sorry.
Then deducing again together, back in the game because John may as well, he’s involved in it now, that’s the only reason… But wait, this is serious, we’re both going to die so okay, Sherlock, I forgive you.
But it’s not just I forgive you, it’s of course I forgive you. I love you, I always have and I always will because how can’t I when you made my life so worth living, when you made the blood pump through my veins faster than I thought was possible. So of course I forgive you, of course I do because I’m just happy to have you back in my life, I’m just happy that feeling I had deep down inside, that instinct that told me you weren’t really gone, not really, it was right.
That’s all Sherlock needed to hear. That’s all he wanted, to know that his dearest friend and yes, the love of his life, forgave him. Because how could he function properly, how could he even concentrate on anything with that one problem rolling through his mind.
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