It's a clear that it's a love story to everyone but the two of them. Apparently you have to be standing in the valley to see the mountain properly. Departing canon from TSo3 onward, a slightly Shakespearean tale of misunderstandings, lies, unreliable narrators and mayhem as Sherlock and John's story is told from the perspective of everyone but them. It's a love story, isn't it?

"I'm Jewish and you served for two years in the army that was fighting for a Judenfrei Europe. This isn't bloody Romeo and Juliet, John. This is post-war Germany and neither of us are going to forget that we fought on separate sides of this war," Sherlock says bitterly.

John and Sherlock are an elite KGB undercover unit in 1980's DC. Their cover: gay British couple. Their reality: skilled spies trying to topple capitalism. Definitely nothing more than colleagues...right? The FBI agent moving in across the street and the impossible missions they are assigned question their alliances like never before. Enter: Feminism.Politics.Civil Rights.

Moriarty's cackling and John's breathing fill the cabin."Love? What would you know about love? Creature. It is not something you can learn or read in a book," Moriarty taunts. Sherlock is clutching the table for support now, avoiding John's gaze at all cost. "But I do love him." Moriarty's grin is feral. "Oh Creature. Are you telling me you have a soul?" Warning:mentions of torture

In a moment of anger John says some things that might end it all. "No you're right. I'm incapable of love. I can't experience normal emotions," Sherlock says, his voice sounds choked. "What did the report say? 'What seems to be warmth, joy, love and compassion is more feigned than experienced and serves an ulterior motive.'" "I didn't mean what I said," John says,"please."

"I wish you all the happiness in the world." Sherlock's voice breaks quite obviously on the word happiness but other than that he sounds cheerful, calm, genuine. "My best to Mary and my congratulations to both of you on the wedding." John doesn't turn around to face him. He is afraid that he won't be able to go through with the wedding if he looks into Sherlock's eyes. Johnlock.

"John, would you do one last thing for him?" "Anything Mycroft. You must know that I'd do anything for him." "Let it go. My brother is not alive. Please, don't pursue this." How inconvenient. Letting go of Sherlock is the one thing he can't do.He saw Sherlock take the fall but when you've ruled out the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable must be the truth.

As his first and ultimate act of self-sacrifice, House plans to damage his relationship with Wilson beyond repair, leaving Wilson free to move on. He didn't plan on feeling guilty or trying to undo it. Apparently he's a lot more selfish than he thought.

He didn't know that buying the Volvo just because House liked it would lead to twenty years of House meddling in his life. He remembers the road trips,the one night they had to sleep in the car and comes to realize something about them both.