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There's a major character death, so please read if it may trigger/ affect you in a bad way...

"I'm sending a jet. Come back ASAP.

-MH"

"Can't. I will come back when I want. Why do you need me anyway?

-SH"

"I don't. It's John Watson. He attempted suicide. Since he's on constant surveillance on your demand, we reached just in time. He's in a comatose state.

-MH"

"On my way.

-SH"

Sherlock was still in shock in knowing how far away John had gone... He reached John and sat next to him all day and night, never leaving his side. He still remembered seeing John the first time after months... His stomach dropped in vacuum... John just lay there... His monitors beeping away, his John lying seemingly lifeless...

Taking John's hand into his own, "I'm so sorry. It is because of me that you lie here. But listen to me John, open your eyes and look at me. I'm still here. Your miracle John, I'm alive... You don't owe me anything. It was I who was lost. And you made me human. I... I had no idea that sentiment could also be strengthening. I can now understand how you must've felt when I did what I had to... And trust me, I want to kill myself too... And John, without you I will be incomplete. You are my heart, John Watson. We are one part of a whole and I will die without you. But you need to come back now. Come back to me, your high functioning sociopathic mate.

That's right... I am yours. Yours from the moment we first met. I fell for you John, in every sense of the word. And now, I need you to hold on for me. Come back to me John, please... For I will never be able to love anyone else with the intensity with which I love you..."

It went on the same way for a week... Sherlock would rest his head on John's shoulder at night and sit by him, never letting go of John's hands... He kept pleading for John to come back...

It was late evening and Sherlock had, for the umpteenth time, refused to eat anything... He lay his head on John's side... And like always, apologized and kept telling John of his love... When suddenly the ECG machine went erratic... Sherlock panicked, not knowing what to do, when a hand grasped at his... John's eyes fluttered open...

"Oh Sherlock... Please be real, my love... I can't..."

"Oh John... Thank you... Please... Stay still... The doctors will aid to you and we will be home in no time... Hold on John, for me..."

Tears streaked the faces of both men... Panting slightly, John croaked...

"You came back... For me... But it's too late... I waited for you... Still you never came... I just couldn't face the days without you... Everything reminds me of you Sherlock... Sherlock... I'm glad I got to see you again... I'm glad I get to say it at last... Sherlock Holmes, I love you..."

"I love you too John, please... Don't let go... Please... Be my miracle... No... John..." Sherlock held John in his arms... While John grasped at Sherlock's arms... John took a long breath...

His hand dropped, and the heart monitor signalled one last beat...