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[holmesice]

Make it quick.

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[howdull]

[Really? Is he really going to make him admit that sort of sentiment out loud?]

No. Of course not; however irritating you are, you're still my brother. But you have to leave me alone.

[holmesice]

[Yes..]

That’s...

[It’s really Sherlock. This...This was terrible and wonderful—terrible because he couldn’t protect him from this Moriarty, wonderful because it wasn’t all over.]

Wait, what do you mean, leave you alone? Where are you right now?

[He’s coming over RIGHT NOW that he’s allowed to again.]

[howdull]

Listen to the conversation again, Mycroft, I don't have time to go over it with you a third time.

[He said go to John and Mary, he said they can't trust him any more because he might be Moriarty, what about this isn't Mycroft getting.]

I want your word, Mycroft, go to John and Mary.

[holmesice]

I will, but not without you.

Now that I am aware of the situation I will not be taken in again. And I will not be abandoning you...again.

This was my fault...and I’m sorry.

[howdull]

Mycroft!

[He sounds a mixture of desperate and furious. He's terrified that any moment he'll lose himself again, the cackling of Moriarty in his mind palace seems louder than it should, and he doesn't have time for this.]

...please.

[For once, just do as he asks.]

[holmesice]

[Mycroft always indulged his siblings. But this time he's been through too much to let him go again.]

No.

I am not afraid of him, even if you are.

[howdull]

Go to John.

[It's a harsh hiss, before Sherlock just hangs up. He won't answer if Mycroft tries to call back.]

[holmesice]

[Mycroft tries to call back frantically multiple times, but unfortunately, he is unsuccessful.]