I know I did one of these a long time ago but I love these two storylines too darn much to leave them alone! And so, how Sherlock survived his fall.
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The Doctor scowled as he tossed a towel over to the dark-haired man. "First River, now you! I'm not going to be catch all of you every time you decide to jump off a building."
"Have you prepared the Teselecta?" Sherlock asked as he pulled himeslf out of the library swimming pool.
"They want to scan you again to make sure they've got the angles of your face right."
"And you're sure no one watching will be able to tell?"
"If they so much as blink, they'll miss it." He smiled as though enjoying a private joke and Sherlock rolled his eyes.
Tossing his soaked coat aside, the consulting detective approached the near copy of himself. "Captain Carter," he looked the robot in the eye where he assumed the man sat, "Once you're inside, a woman named Molly Hooper pull you aside. She knows what's going on. Are you ready?"
Inside the Teselecta, Carter nodded. "We've got some blood pre-loaded into the right side of the skull to burst open on impact. Your Miss Hooper will need to make sure it matches your records."
The Doctor stepped in between the two Sherlocks waving his hand impatiently, "Yes, yes, let's get this over with. You," he pointed to the Sherlock on his right, "Strap yourself in!" Rubbing his hands together in a maniacal manner, the Doctor rushed to the main console as the Teselecta-Sherlock positioned itself in front of the TARDIS doors.
"Come on, Sexy!" He yelled as the TARDIS turned itself over in mid-air till the doors pointed down. "I'm about to turn off the gravity."
The Teselecta braced itself against the doorframe and Sherlock buckled into one of the seats. "Do it!"
The Doctor flipped a set of switches and the lights inside the TARDIS burned red. The doors slid open of their own accord and the Teselecta dangled out above the street.
"I'll be seeing you, Doctor" Captain Carter said before the crew of the justice vehicle plummeted to the sidewalk below.
Sherlock felt a strange curiosity as he saw his own head smash against the pavement. The drop was too short to cause any real damage to the machine but as he watched he could see the robot's head shifting to mimic the injury. Her stomach twisted as he saw John stagger over. "Shut the doors." He turned away.
The Doctor gave the dark-haired man a sympathetic smile before transporting to the rooftop above. "Are you alright?"
"Fine." With the gravity restored, Sherlock freed himself from the restraints.
"When will you tell him?"
"When I'm sure it's safe." Sherlock said, face straight and stubbornly free of emotion "You're one to talk. You didn't tell your friends you were alive either."
The Doctor shrugged in his tweed. His favorite defensive gesture. "I knew River would do it for me." The Time Lord frowned when Sherlock reclaimed the phone he'd tossed aside earlier.
"Didn't want to get it wet." Sherlock explained as he walked over to Moriarty's body. He looked back at the Doctor and saw him frown, "Oh, perhaps I should mention, I'm not the one who shot him."
"Didn't say you were." The Doctor joined his side, "What are you going to do?"
"My coffin will need a body and I can't let his friends know he's dead yet." Sherlock ruffled through the consulting criminal's clothes until he found the man's phone. "I have to make sure that no one will ever threaten John or the others again."
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Yep, Imma leave it there :)
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