I was now walking to my old friend's grave. It has been 2 years since I last seen his beautiful face. Now it was too late. For I had seen him fall of the building, I had been to his funeral but it still seemed he was there. Just watching from a distance. That is when I noticed a figure in a good 100 feet behind a tree quickly walk away hoping I wouldn't see. I followed him for 10 minutes until I came upon an alley way where he stopped realizing that he had nowhere to go. "Why are you following me?!" The figure didn't speak at all. When he started to pull something out of his coat I lunged. The figure wiggled until it finally gave up. That is when I yanked off the black hood off of the person and saw his face. "SHERLOCK!?" My brain couldn't grasp the shock and things went dizzy. "John? John?!JOHN? JOHN!?" is all I could hear. Of course it sounded like him. I finally was able to speak "you where my only friend and you left". He stared at me with his kind eyes "John Watson you were always more than a friend" that is when I felt his lips touch mine. I asked him "promise you won't leave again". "I swear."