(John's POV)

I watched him getting on the plane with no hesitation .He went up the stairs .he was leaving me behind with all that we had been through. I felt pain in my chest. I had lost him once , I didn't wanna lose him again .

But this time , at least I knew he was safe and sound somewhere in Eastern Europe doing what he likes , probably pissing people off with his showing off without me nagging around . and that was enough for me .

Mary holding my hand made me feel uncomfortable .The fact that she was the reason Sherlock got on that plane in the first place kept bugging me
I couldn't fully forgive her . how could I ? how could I ever love her the same ? I mean she almost KILLED a person when she was carrying our child . What happens to our girl ? is she gonna be some kind of assassin too ? Is she going to be someone me and Sherlock would solve her crimes ?

My entire body shook at the thought of that . That was when Mycroft got out of his car furious saying " that is not POSSIBLE , that is simply NOT possible ! " and as he ended his call and put his phone in his pocket he turned to me and said

" John Watson , I believe Sherlock Holmes is going to need your help "

My mind blew up , but I keep calm . WHAT ? now Sherlock was CHANGEABLE too !?

"He is back" he explained with probably a smirk on his face but I've still got no clue . Couldn't tell if he's happy or afraid .I've never understood his face expressions . "WHO?" I asked taking a step closer to him trying to catch all he was gonna say . How can understanding 3 simple words be this hard ?!

" Who else would it be ? MORIARTY ! " he said as he was offended by my stupidity . I , stood still . doubting what I just had heard .
Oh Mycroft was right . This was simply NOT POSSIBLE !

Mary looked at me and back at Mycroft .
" He shot himself in the mouth" she said . "I mean , I mea.. how can he be back?" she said at a loss of words .
"I don't know maybe they both were planning on faking it ?!" I smirked .
I heard the sound of engine of the plane getting louder and looked up to it . couldn't stop smiling .
"Well if he is , he better wrap up more . 'Cause there is an east wind coming" and I meant it .

...

Back to our flat at Baker Street .
I hadn't been away for a day or two . But I had missed the smell of here . It felt more like home .
It's kind of weird that Sherlock hadn't said a word to me except when he got off the plane and came to me and said " You ready ?"
Mary left us to the clinic . She knew there wasn't anything she could do except leaving us two alone . I'm glad she did.

"We must fine Irene" he finally said
-"Wha..What did you just say ?"
-"You heard me , She's alive and owes me a favor and we need help and information."
-"SHERLOCK ! What are you talking about ?"
-"We don't have time for explanations . I just did what I had to do ."
"Like you always do "
I sigh

He walked to window and pulled the curtain . Light filled our awfully dark flat . It was a sunny day in London .
He stood and looked out for a couple of minutes . I felt anger so I remained silent.
" Look . we have to look back at anyone who was or might have been somehow involved with Moriarty. Now , I destroyed Moriarty's Networks in the past 2 years , but I might have overlooked her"
"Why do you love her
?" I let my words slip away realizing this isn't something John Watson would've said . But for a long time I kept wondering that does he really have feelings for her , and I never bothered to ask . Maybe I didn't want the answer.

Sherlock didn't answer as I hoped . "You really believe that he's alive ? " I asked trying to ignore the elephant in the room .
" There is a strong possibility , He has hacked British high security systems before . Only he or someone as equally smart would be able to do that . He did that by the time I was leaving , means he knew it would only take him for me to come back."

I laughed hysterically
"Well there were exceptions. I was already planning to come visit your baby girl . you know , I think Mycraft would've allow me to pay a visit "

" Now where were we ." he pushes his to hand clapped to his lips . and continues

" also , he has his face on all of the screens of the country . Who would do that , a very criminal mastermind who dares to trick me , or a consulting criminal thirsty for some fame and making noises ."
he starts walking around . " The real question however , is that why did he let me go this far in destroying his network . Why did he let me left no companion for him ? Just stayed in the bushes alerted , ready for a hunt " he stopped , then started walking again .
" that means he's got bigger plans that worths more then his cat and mouse games . Or little games as he likes to call them ." he stops again looking at me and said in a confident but worried voice " John , I don't know if we can catch up to him . There will be blood ."
and with the last word being said a rock broke the window and came through and the pieces of glass shattered around . There was a paper wrapped around the rock . Sherlock unwrapped it quickly with both of his hands .

" You still O me" it said.
and the O letter was in blood.