The Resolve to Meet Sherlock

During a capture operation, one leap sent Mu Jue from a small seaside city to London, England, ten years in the past.

Mu Jue: It's fine. Maybe I'll get the chance to raise another version of myself.

That was until she rescued a landlady named Hudson, met a roommate named Sherlock Holmes, and learned that an army doctor named John Watson would soon be moving in too.

Mu Jue: ...It's my pleasure.

From the start, Mu Jue knew the one thing she absolutely shouldn't interfere with was the relationship between Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. But later on, maybe not.

Mu Jue: Good friends shouldn't grow apart.

So before Sherlock Holmes faked his death, she took Watson to the theater to practice his acting. Watson even won an award for it. On the day of Sherlock and Moriarty's final showdown, Watson cried three or four rows of tears in despair, like Zhen Huan when she lost her first child, fooling everyone perfectly. He didn't develop a psychological disorder from witnessing his best friend's death, and his friendship with Sherlock didn't suffer a rift because of it.

Mu Jue: Watson, you're an adorable teddy bear, an essential soul in every detective story. You always know how to wake people from their dreams with a single remark. You're important, very important.

Watson blushed.

But that still wasn't enough.

She wondered, why should the world's greatest detective have to fall from his pedestal? She only wanted Sherlock to stay pure, to always find life interesting, to remain the sharp-tongued, curly-haired detective he was.

So when Magnussen appeared, Mu Jue began to take part in the story... The regrets from the final two seasons of Sherlock didn't have to happen.

Then one day, Mu Jue woke up and realized the main story had ended long ago. She felt dazed, unsure what to do with herself.

Then the person behind her wrapped their arms around her waist. The warmth of the bedding couldn't compare to the warmth of the body behind her, and a voice low as a cello said, “Darling, you still have me in this world.”

Mu Jue turned around with a smile and held him face-to-face. “Okay.”

[The author's writing skills are limited, and characters may be out of character. Please read with caution.]

[The early chapters contain lots of scenes from the original series, because I don't want to affect the bond between the detective duo.]

[Reader advisory: The author is a goldfish, has never been abroad, and doesn't speak English. I wrote this fanfic purely out of love because I couldn't find enough to read. I've read over a hundred Sherlock fanfics and am still far from satisfied. Please don't set your expectations too high. I'm only writing to express my love for the series.]

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