Mycroft: She’s dead. She was captured by a terrorist cell in Karachi two months ago and beheaded. John: It’s definitely her? She’s done this before. Mycroft: I was thorough this time. It would take Sherlock Holmes to fool me. And I don’t think he was on hand. Do you? So. What should we tell Sherlock?
Golden Hour - A Third Star fanfic - Three weeks before the guys take their final trip to Barafundle Bay, James has one last request. "I needed this; to feel, to forget, to remember what it's like to hold life between my hands." Benedict Cumberbatch - Third Star