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Started May 12, 2018 by Deleted user

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( I really don't know seeyoaooaa)

(Bye!)

hoi.

"John, I'm here now. What more Do you need from me?"

"I don't know!" John screamed in frustration. "Maybe an apology and explanation for why and how you've tortured me for the past year?!"

"I-" Sherlock's voice broke. He pulled John in for a hug that lasted several minutes.

John finally gave in and let the tears fall.
"I missed you," John whispered. "So much."
He hugged Sherlock tightly, not wanting this to be a dream and silently thanked the universe for this.

"I will never leave again, I promise."

"I missed you more than you could ever know."

"How did you do it?" John asked, "I saw you fall."

"Um.. yeah I would rather not explain that bit." (I haven't seen that part yet!)

"It's okay," John sniffed. "I don't care."
Suddenly he realised what the public would think of this.
"Who else knows?" He looked up at him.

"Well, I did ask. Nicotine patches?" Sherlock said, suddenly back to the sullen detached man he normally was.

"It's okay," John sniffed. "I don't care."
Suddenly he realised what the public would think of this.
"Who else knows?" He looked up at him.

"Molly and Mrs Hudson."

"Hmm." He replied.
John racked his mind for the last place he'd seen them. "Uhh…I think underneath the couch cushion?"

"Yes, that was the first place I looked."

"You threw then out, didn't you."

"I-I don't remember." John glanced at the couch, trying to elaborate.

"Well, I looked everywhere. You most likely did."

"No big deal. How's the blog been going?"

"Sherlock if you really want some nicotine patches, then why won't you buy some?" John chuckled and remembered. "Oh, wait. You faked your death," John added sarcastically.