I had just come back to visit the old flat and to see and i wasn't expecting it to be the same as how she... sher... how we left it .I imagined someone new was to live there, but she left it as if she was holding on to those memories .Well i thought that until i saw a red scarf,i thought to myself ,

"How odd Sherl... he only had blue scarfs" I looked around ,no one was here.I went into my old room to find something that wasn't there before,a cup of tea.I only drank my tea out on my chair in the living space so i wondered how it got there.I walked over to the cup touched it ,steaming hot, it had just been made.I ran out and into Sherlock's old room to see the back of someone who was on their laptop.I spoke in a quivering voice

"who are you and why are you in my ol..." The man turned around holding a smirk on his face and uttered a few simple words,'how you been john,haven't seen a blog post in a while

"I didn't know how to react this man sitting there on the bed was supposed to be dead ,gone 3 years hands shot up on my forehead and grabbed what little hair i had up there and i just stood there like i saw a ghost or man stood up and he said

"Oh come on John it's just me ,Sherlock remember we used to ..." i cut him off there

"Yea i remember but Sherlock your dead i saw you jump from the hospital i saw you hit the grou...wait no i didn't see you hit the ground ,YOU FAKED YOUR OWN DEATH!?" I screamed as if i was he was a waited for something else to be said,but i just went up to him and hugged didnt understand but i soon told him

"Thank god your not dead Sherlock thank you"He smiled and i let go and walked around

"Wait why did you fake your own death anyway"I could see Sherlock trying his best not to get mad [old memories i guess] he spoke in a deep voice as he told me,

"John ,Moriarty told me that if i didnt die he would kill all of my friends"

"But Sherlock you told me you dont have friends just one,me?"i told him this as he looked around the room i could tell it was hard to talk about it but i needed to know,

"I do but also the other people i cared about like "At this point i could tell enough had been said so i just nodded ,Sherlock smiled and we headed towards the door mumbing about what we did since he jumped.

i came to realize i didnt care how he faked his death i was just happy that he did it so i would still have my best friend.