Inspired by this lovely drawing by ihavebeensherlocked
It started with a sticky note stuck to the door of 221B that read “I still believe in him” scribbled in a hurry. John’s heart beat loudly in his chest and he’s looked around, hoping that this had only been left a few seconds ago, but barely anyone was walking on Baker Street. He folded up the sticky notes and stuck it into his pocket.
He wrote a post on his blog for the first time since Sherlock’s death a month before: “Whoever stuck the sticky note on the door of the flat, thank you.”
Soon it became more than a sticky note. John would see fliers sometimes that said WE STILL BELIEVE IN S.H. It made John’s heart lurch. He would see scribbles on park benches and written in Sharpie proclaiming the belief some people still had in Sherlock.
After a week of seeing so many notes all around London, John felt it was his time to add to it.
He said at Sherlock’s grave that he owed him so much. This was his start.
He took out his old army rucksack and put in 6 cans of yellow spray paint that sat in the flat from The Blind Banker case. He dressed in a black hoodie and jeans, and stuff a black bandanna in his pocket. When the clock said 3 AM, he was out the door.
He pulled the hoodie over his head and walked to an alley a few streets away from Baker Street. His first couple of attempts failed as he wasn’t exactly skilled in the art of spray painting, but after three times, he finally got the five words written on the wall
I BELIEVE IN SHERLOCK HOLMES
He went all throughout London until the sun rose, feeling the adrenaline bursting through his veins as he wrote the name of his best friend wherever he could.
A few days later, something caught John’s eye in an alleyway as he walked from Tesco to Baker Street.
He almost dropped all of his bags.
WE BELIEVE IN JW + SH