Last post hit the 200 on comments, and I hate that.
I'll answer the questions I haven't though, over the next days. You lot ask some tough questions. It's quite scary that you think I might have answers. Making me think :)
Today, as I expect you know, I got called back in for questioning. I can sort of...divorce myself from the procedure. Think about it from their side. Calling me back in is what I'd have done, too. Which doesn't make it any easier, sitting the wrong side of the desk, trying to answer the hard questions.
Even know the tricks - calling me in just before lunch for a long session, maximum lack of comfort.
If I'm honest, it's not going as well as I'd like.
Sherlock's very stressed about it all. It's very difficult for him to understand that I just have to go through the system, and things take time.
John's...quiet. Can't blame him. There's not much to say. But also just...holding everything together, letting Mycroft know what's happening, keeping Sherlock occupied, shielding me from the bluntest of Sherlock's questions. Just...being there for me.