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[jumpthegun]

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[ecks]

Ecks safe? No one else there.

[jumpthegun]

[That's... good.]

Words bad only? Other things, too?

[This isn't exactly how he wanted to talk to her again. He's been biding his time, trying to figure out what to say. Well, and mostly waiting for her. John doesn't want to bother the people he traumatized.]

[ecks]

Words bad only.

Words. Bad.

[Very bad. She's concerned about him almost more than herself; she's alone and therefor safe but Doctor Watson's friend is being, once again, desperately unhelpful over the network. She wants to ask whether he's alone, but can't figure out how.]

Other things? Too? Other? Too?

[jumpthegun]

Move bad. Think bad? [Mycroft has been acting strangely--disturbingly--over the network, and Mary's coordination had fallen to pieces.]

[ecks]

Think bad.

[She thinks this is all very bad. She musters all her mental power to remember a phrase from just a moment ago --]

No one else there?

[jumpthegun]

Put away. Back away. All away. Apart. Hello.

[He's struggling hard here, and that last word comes out when he means to say something else and it's chilling to the bone.]

[ecks]

Hello?

[She doesn't understand. She wants to tell him that she doesn't understand why he said that -- but she thinks maybe he is worried about her being with someone because Sherlock kept telling her how good it was that she was not with someone.]

Apart. All apart. Hello?

[jumpthegun]

Pull apart. Hello! Hello? Hell... o. Pull apart. Safe. Hello.

[It just keeps getting worse.]

[ecks]

Apart. Safe, apart. Safe. Safe? Safe.

[Does he understand? She can't say it any more clearly.]

[jumpthegun]

[He... thinks he understands.]

Safe. Safe now. Hello.

[ecks]

Hello.

[She can't say more, but can't say goodbye -- she tries.]

O-hel. Safe.

[And she hangs up. She learned that from Bucky.]