#but in my defence he hasn't got John in him yet

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Arthur descovering the book idk

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"YOUNG SHOPBREAKER FREED ON PROBATION," Toronto Star. October 17, 1933. Page 2. --- Difficult Youth Given Chance by Court to Become Good Citizen ---- "He's just turned 16 but apparently he is hard to handle," Mr. Malone said about Paul Delavries up for sentence before Judge Coatsworth in men's police court to-day on a charge of shopbreaking.

"You're a pretty young lad to be in that dock but you should be able to turn yourself into a good citizen," said the judge. "Will you try if we give you a chance with Probation Officer Freer?" "Yes," came the answer. "Probation for one year then."

"He had a much as he could carry," said an officer in the case of John McCurdy who had pleaded guilty to shopbreaking and taking cigarettes. "Yes," admitted defence counsel, "both in his pocket and in his stomach." McCurdy had no previous record so he was placed on probation for one year.

Had a Slot Machine Robert D. Reid pleaded guilty to keeping a gaming house and was convicted and sentenced to pay $25 and costs or spend 30 days in jail. The charge arose out of Reid having slot machines in his store.

Two charges of fraud faced Joseph Wall to which he pleaded guilty. Worthless cheques had been passed on a large store.

"He was in desperation because of his small children," defence counsel told the court.

"His record is in his favor - he hasn't been here for ten years," said Mr. Malone.

"I'll place him on probation for one year because of his children," Judge Coatsworth said. "Make it another ten years," the crown told Wall.

John Haines, James Poyntz, Herbert Holstead, James McDougall and William Murphy were each fined $10 or 10 days for trespassing on C.P.R. property.

Race Ticket Fraud Charge Alleged to have secured discarded pari-mutuel tickets and endeavored to transform them from $2 to $10 winning tickets, then trying to cash them Daniel Williams was charged with at tempting to defraud the racing association at Dufferin Park. He was remanded a week on ball of $200.

Joe Dziarmaga and Thomas Lazaroff were both sent to jail for one month for stealing socks from a large store.

"My goodness he has an overcoat torn to ribbons," exclaimed Mr. Malone as he looked at the evidence which Thomas Howell produced as evidence of the assault allegedly perpetrated on him by James Middier.

Complainant testified he had gone into a store to buy some cigarettes. As he came out accused had set on him, he said.

"Did you know him?" asked the crown. "No, I never saw him before in my life."

"It was quite unprovoked then?" "Yes, but he was drunk."

Accused pleaded not guilty and a remand until Oct. 24 on bail of $500 was ordered.

Sentence Brings Sobs Looking from an office window, William Smith saw a man attempting to steal his car. He went down to the lane where the car was, but the man had gone and the car handle was broken. Later John Hydck was arrested and charged with attempted theft and malicious damage. He pleaded not guilty.

"What's his record?" queried the bench, "Bad," returned the crown, and read it.

"Two months," was pronounced.

"Give me a chance I've never had one yet," the prisoner pleaded with tearful eyes. "You've had plenty of chances," retorted the crown. Sobbing was heard near the courtroom door and a young woman rushed over to the crown asking for leniency. The sentence stood, however.

Truck Drivers Collide "He swung at me. I ducked and let mine go, was the way Percy Good, truck driver, described for the crown his fight with Jack Peel, also a truck driver, who charged assault.

"There was just the one blow" queried Mr. Malone. "Yes, he missed and I got it."

"You mean he got it?" "Yes," Good laughed.

The argument had been the sequel to a near collision between the two trucks.

"How many blows were struck," the crown had previously asked Peel.

"Just one that I know of. It nearly knocked me unconscious," answered Peel.

"One truck driver is bad enough but when two get together it means trouble apparently.' Mr. Malone commented.

The disputants were bound over to keep the peace for one year. The bond set was $500.

Lubin Curtis kissed his wife at the dock gate in early police court to-day. I'm going down for 10 days" he said as they parted. Curtis had just been convicted of refusing to pay his fare on a street car. His system was to tell the conductor when alighting that he had no money and give a fictitious name and address. It worked until he met one conductor for the second time. An officer was called and Curtis discovered he had money to pay the fare. Magistrate Tinker had no comment to make other than "$10 or 10 days."

"He's just out of Burwash - give him a chance," said Captain Bunton of the Salvation Army, speaking for Charles Simpson who had apparently got drunk to celebrate his new found liberty. He was remanded for sentence in care of the captain.

"You're far too regular," Mr. Tinker told Ed. Gibson, drunk, "$10 or 10 days."

"Gimme a chance to get the money," Gibson suggested. "No."

John Taylor was fined $50 or one month for drunkenness.

[heroicvilliansometimes]

Band of Brothers High school au part1

Note:Also here's a pic of Speirs because he's my husbando

Richard "Dick" Winters

-Is a senior and yes he does know what college he wants to go to and yes he has his life figured out

-Swim team captain and yes he has a leatherman jacket but he doesn't usually wear it sadly

-I feel like he was on the golf team but realize he couldn't concentrate on his grades and he wanted to dedicate his entire time to swimming so he quit in his sophomore year

-Is an A+ student but he won't brag about it infact he stays after school to help students raise their grades up in classes they have trouble with

-Yes he is dating Lewis "secretly" but really no one's fooled like really who's going to believe you spend your entire off period in the bathroom like what

Lewis Nixon

-He does drink alcohol and yes he is 18 but who are you going to tell that cares enough to do something I mean his dad is the mayor

-Is a C- student I swear he's smarter it's just if people knew that he would constantly be getting texts asking for help and Lewis is to drunk to help or even care

-Yes he has the most up-to-date technology but he won't brag infact he breaks them any chance he gets like damn Lew calm down

-Yes he made the school have a Dog appreciation club and yes he is the president of it what are you gonna do about it

-Dick tells him to keep their Relationship a secret but Dick bro we're seniors who cares

Carwood Lipton

-Also is an A+ and yes he also helps the students after school heck I'll dare say even more than Dick

-Senior and yes he does have a car but please don't take advantage of him because if you ask him to drive you around he he will never tell you no

-Has never skipped class not even when Speirs asks him to yeah I know brave

-I feel like Lipton helps the librarians so much that they gave him an authorized key from the office to lock or unlock the library if necessary

-Yes he dates Speirs and yes he's even more "secretive" than Dick but like again we are not idiots Lip it's a small town we see you guys eating out at restaurants together

Ronald "Sparky" Speirs

-Is a Senior and is an A- student and doesn't mind if you ask him for help just don't do it in front of people ok he has a tough guy persona to uphold got it

-No debating about this but he wears a leather jacket and has a motorcycle that Lip disapproves of and refuses to ride

-He drinks and he smokes on and off school campus he doesn't care and he also skips class but the reason he hasn't been caught yet is because nobody can find where he is and when you do you better be good friends because he does not like his alone time to be interrupted

-Is actually a really nice guy and will kick any bullies ass he also is the one who has been putting up those mysterious anti bully posters but sshhh don't tell anyone

-I mean he doesn't care who knows about his relationship with Lip but he loves Lip so he won't tell anybody but if you find out about it he won't deny it

Lynn "Buck" Compton

-Is your all American Boy ok

-Plays football, flirts with the cheerleaders, has highschool parties, drinks, lifts weights, proudly wears a Leatherman jacket, and other jock stereotypes you can think about

-But he isn't an idiot ok he gets A's and like Speirs will kick a bully's ass if you tell him that you are getting harassed

-Is also a Senior and is not afraid to flaunt it like if someone a grade below him is talking smack he'll just pat their head and say something like be quiet youngster you haven't lived your life yet

-I'm a just say it if he's interested in you better be prepared to be sought after because when this guy like really loves someone he will do anything for them and I mean he will do anything even accept the fact that they don't love him like that so please be careful with his heart

Johnny Martin

-Is a Junior but for some reason is respected by all the Seniors even Speirs respects him I said respect not feared though so don't get it twisted

-Is a A student but is striving to be more so don't ask him to help you because the answer will be no however to get his help you would have to actually be like struggling I mean F- as your grade because then will he reluctantly help you

-Is dating Bull but it's so casual that if you didn't know and someone told you you wouldn't be surprised

-Yes he smokes and no he will not share but believe me when I say if he is jokingly flirting with you he will pretend like he's about to give you a cigarette but when you reach for it he'll blow smoke in your face and kiss your cheek

-Goes to the school's book club on Saturdays and everytime he is disappointed to see Webster show up

Denver "Bull" Randleman

-Is a B+ student and I mean he tries but he's to busy playing basketball to care

-Is another Junior the Seniors respect but this time there's a reason and it's because all the Seniors made a bet with a rival school cough cough The Pacific cough cough and the bet was who ever won the up coming basketball game will be given the title best school in town and will be allowed to claim the Salt and Pepper diner (yes John Mulaney reference) as their hangout spot and as you expected Bull had won that game for them earning him the nickname Bull actually for his amazing defence

-Does have a Leatherman jacket but unlike Dick is not afraid to wear it around and will be mad if you touch it or I wouldn't advise it though wear it at least not without his permission however he will graciously give/force the person he holds close enough to his heart to wear it wither it be Johnny or um reader

-instead of cigars he has weed and he gets it from George who by the way still refuses to tell him where he gets it from so it's a first come first serve kind of thing and he will be pissed if you make him miss his chance to get his bag of weed

-He has a truck that be loves more than Johnny and if you scratch it he will find out and he will kick your ass

Harry Welsh

-He's a Junior but he hangs around the Seniors cough Dick and Lew cough so much at first glance you wouldn't believe he was a Junior

-Ok their is a rumor going around school that he is the weed guru (which is true) however he won't say because then the police will get involved and he refuses to shut down his business like how else will he pamper kitty with gifts and still get to smoke weed at the same time

-For some damn reason he is an A+ student and yes he doesn't cheat like those are authentic grades he earned with his smarts yes I know surprising

-He used to run track but now he just sells weed and worships Kitty but if you think for a second he isn't fast then you better be careful because if you ever bet anything valuable and ask to race him you can kiss that item good bye real quick

-Did I mention he worships Kitty well then if talking to him you better be prepared to listen to him brag about Kitty all day and night because this man loves him some Kitty and he will kick anyone's ass if they flirt or insult her in front of him or behind his back

[iamshurjohned]

:D why yes i will!

"Sherlock, please don't do this!"

"I'm sorry John...goodbye."

John sat bolt upright as he watched the body of his friend hit the pavement. It wasn't exactly how it happened but it had been traumatic enough that he had made up parts in his mind and dreamed about it for weeks.

He laid back and looked over at Mary who lay soundly sleeping and he frowned deeply. He couldn't keep up pretense anymore. With a heavy sigh he went down into the kitchen and made breakfast.

Breaking up with her was easier than he thought. It seemed she had started to see his distance and really only stayed because she feared for his safty. She left and they agreed to be friends, but John had a deeper confession.

For this he went to his therapist. But it wasn't quite as easy as he thought it would be.

"Tell me what you're feeling John. You seem to be more affected by Sherlock's death now more than ever."

He inhaled deeply.

"I think I'm ready."

"Ready for what?"

"To say all those bloody things i wanted to say to him. In just the moment before he..."

Tears came to his eyes and he closed them, leaning his head back.

"Right bastard."

"It's okay to let it out John. You really need to. If you keep bottling it up, you're going to explode."

He gave a snort through his tears and dropped his head into his hand.

"I've exploded. I shot the wall. I screamed. I broke every piece of glass i owned. It's been so bloody hard not to explode. I bought a junk car and destroyed it. But the worst....the worst is the dreams. Sometimes i stop him. Sometimes i tell him everything..."

He was breaking down. How could she understand?

"So...what did you want to say to him? Call his phone and leave a voicemail if it hasn't been cut off yet."

He thought about this for a moment before nodding. He pulled out his phone and let it go to voicemail, cracking again as he heard the voice. The voice he couldn't get out of his head.

"Sherlock..."

He began in a happy tone.

"Oh god who am i trying to kid? I hate you. I loathe you. You took my pieces and you fixed me. And then when i was used to being whole you..."

He hung up and called back.

"I'm sorry Sherlock...what i meant to say is...i love you. I love your voice. And your hands and your hair and the stupid smile you give me when you think I'm being dumb..."

He looked at her. Surely it was her job to be open minded.

"More than that Sherlock...I'm IN love with you. You can't jump off that building because i NEED you. And if you do this...I'll never forgive you because it'll break me into unfixable pieces. Without you in my life i will shrivel and die."

He hung up and called back.

"Sherlock listen. I'm sitting here in my therapists office having a disgusting break down. With tears and snot and red faced. I broke it off with Mary. She's okay. And I'm glad someone is because you're gone and you'll never hear this. And you'll never know how much better you made me. And you are a right bastard for not knowing before. I gave you all of the hints i could think of. I get it. You're married to your work but god...damn it Sherlock, don't you realize there are ten thousand people who love you. And I'm stupid because i thought i was special. I wanted to be better than all of them. And i can't get your voice out of my head...that's it...that's all i wanted to say. Goodbye..."

Sherlock was in tears as he listened to these messages. He looked up at Molly who nodded in understanding.

John tried so hard to move on. He dated a string of men and women but they all reminded him of Sherlock and he couldn't keep a solid one more than one or two dates. And here he sat, trying to pay attention to the attractive blond in front of him but she had lost his interest nearly as soon as she began talking.

"Hello."

A painfully fake French accent greeted.

"What can i get you to drink this evening?"

He started to answer before he looked up and his blood ran cold. First he felt so shocked he thought he might pass out right there. And then relief. Sherlock wasn't dead after all. And finally a rage he had been supressing for a long time. He stood.

"You cheeky son of a bitch! How dare you come back into my life now?!"

Before Sherlock had a second to respond. John had hit him in the side of the head. He blacked out for a few seconds until several people had grabbed him. Sherlock lay on the ground with his arms over his head. He hadn't had time for defence.

John stood there breathing hard as he stared at him.

"Did you hear them?"

His tone was surprisingly even.

"John just please hear me out."

John tried to break free of them.

"DID. YOU. HEAR. THEM?!"

Sherlock sat up slowly, tears now filling his eyes as he was helped to his feet.

"I did. Thirty times. But i did what i had to, to keep you safe."

And John broke. He crumbled at Sherlock's feet.

"I'm sorry....I'm so sorry."

Sherlock took a deep breath and waved away the police before kneeling to John. He wrapped his arms around him and kissed his head softly.

"John...Moriarty had things set in place that would see worse than death for you. If i didn't die...i...I'm sorry it had to be like this. But please, let's go home. We can talk more there. "

John struggled to his feet and nodded, giving an apologetic glance to the now terrified girl he'd been with.

Once back at the flat John really let him have it. He screamed and cried and punched the couch cushion. And he fell on his knees in horrendous sobs and he paced the floor like the devil himself was chasing him.

And Sherlock remained silent, listening to everything John had to say. And he comforted his tears and apologized for his rage, and held the cushion up for John to hit. And when he was exhausted, a sobbing mess on the floor, it was Sherlock's turn to speak.

He got down on John's level and took his face into his hands and looked into his blurry red eyes.

"John. I'm sorry i hurt you. I'm a horrible man. I manipulated you and i tortured you. I did not enjoy it one bit. But i won't apologize for keeping you safe. Since you confessed to me..."

He closed his eyes, resting his head to John's as his own tears began again.

"I fell in love with you instantly. But you're right. I am married to my job. I deny myself love so that i don't have weaknesses. But Moriarty discovered it. He found out how much i love you. How i would die for you and he tested me. He wanted to see if it was real. "

John pulled back and looked at him. He stared at the gaunt broken face of a man who had slept even less and not eaten in months. And he took a deep breath.

"Sherlock..."

He gently touched the quickly forming bruise on the side of his head and frowned as he flinched.

"Can you forgive me John?"

John didn't answer at first, only slowly taking Sherlock's hands. He leaned forward and kissed him deeply. Sherlock didn't pull away and afterwards they sat there on the floor of 221b and held each other, silently crying into each other. Finally john broke the silence with a half hearted chuckle.

"So. Shall we have dinner in? I don't know about you but I've cried myself into starvation. "

Sherlock snorted and sat back, resting an arm over his bent knee and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.

"There you go againJohn, always thinking with your stomach. You should try your brain sometime, it might surprise you. "

John chuckled and got up.

"Prick."

Sherlock laughed and lit the cigarette as he got up. They went outside and shared it as they talked. John apologized multiple times but Sherlock just waved him off.

"You know what I'm thankful for John? The best thing that's come out of this?"

John looked up, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. It was like they had never been apart.

"What's that?"

Where Sherlock would normally say something off the wall or funny, or even shocking, this time he looked John directly in the eyes.

"That there's so much light in my future. Because I'll be able to openly share it with you. I will be able to tell you i love you and wake you up with kisses."

"And sex?"

Sherlock chuckled.

"And sex."

John took a deep breath and put it out on the railing.

"What i really think the best thing was coming to realize all too late how i felt, and then having a second chance to not screw it up. I'm never going to be with anyone else because no one else is ever going to be Sherlock Holmes. "

Sherlock kissed him for a long moment before they went back in.

"Dinner out."

Sherlock said as he started up the stairs.

"Friend of mine owes me a bet. Free dinner for the both of us."

John laughed and after they changed, they took hands and walked to the little place they had their first real conversation. That night they shared the first meal together, both knowing now that they would never be lonely again.