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"John… I'm sorry…" Sherlock said.
"John… I'm sorry…" Sherlock said.
John looked back down at Sherlock. “Why are you sorry? This isn’t your fault. Just rest.”
"I was an idiot. A complete idiot." he said.
“You haven’t done anything. Just rest your head.”
"I lied to you for two years. I'm so sorry."
Closing his eyes, John took a deep breath. “Well, yes. You did do that didn’t you.” He paused. “I forgive you. Now shut up and rest. I do not want you dying for real this time.”
"I'm not going to die, I have my doctor with me." Sherlock smiled weakly.
John gave a small chuckle, staring down at Sherlock. “Yes. You do.”
"I'll be fine. How soon will the ambulance get here?"
“I belive a minute or so.” John said, turning his head to look back at the street.
( Gtg. I’ll be back on in about 30 minutes.)
Sherlock leaned up into a sitting position against some bins. "I've actually lost count on the amount of times I've been stabbed. Funny."
( Gtg. I’ll be back on in about 30 minutes.)
(Bye!)
Sherlock leaned up into a sitting position against some bins. "I've actually lost count on the amount of times I've been stabbed. Funny."
“Well of course. Who wouldn’t want to stab you at times.” John said with raised eyebrows.
"Very funny John." Sherlock rolled his eyes.
John grinned, turning at the sound of the sirens. “It’s here.”
"We've been surprisingly calm despite the fact I've been dying of blood loss." Sherlock chuckled.
John laughed. ”Yes we have, but only because I am your doctor.” He smiled. “Now let’s get you into that ambulance so you don’t die.” As he said this, they took him away on the stretcher, John hopping in the ambulance beside Sherlock.
(So what now?)
(Idk.. go to the hospital and have a touching moment? I’m gunna be gone again for a bit cuz I’m eating lunch with friends, but I’ll get on ASAP.)
(Kk, see you laters!)
(Holah! I’m back.)
(Hello!)
(Continue?)
(Yasssss)
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