Chapter 1: He is back

John chose his regular table at the restaurant.
"Will you be having any friends joining you?" The waiter winked as he set the menu in the table.
"Um... Yeah.. Still making sure," John wasn't feeling comfortable around the waiter anymore, "Just tell me when anyone arrives for me, okay?"
The waiter nodded and walked away.
John grabbed the menu and laughed, 3 years ago he had come to this very restaurant with Sherlock after saving his life and shooting the taxi driver. John still missed Sherlock but that's not why he was her today, he was going to propose to Mary and everything needed to be perfect.
'Come to the Chinese restaurant near my flat if convenient. If inconvenient come anyway. JW' He pressed send without realizing what he had added at the end of the message. He took a deep breath in and decided to just go with it.
"Sir, You have a guest waiting for you," The waiter announced.
"Let them in," John replied grinning from ear to ear. 'That was quick' John thought.
A tall man wearing a suit sat down in front of John. "Late again am I, John?"

A few minutes passed and Sherlock felt awkward, he knew he shouldn't have shown John that he is still alive. John was speechless, if he could have said anything he would have blurted out how much he missed Sherlock and how happy he is. He tried to say something but all that came out was a small whimper.
"John. I'm sorry" Sherlock felt a punch in his stomach.
John started feeling dizzy, he didn't know what to say, every time he saw Sherlock it would be a hallucination but this was the first time it talked. Sherlock's voice hadn't changed, it was shaky, as if Sherlock was guilty for leaving John.
All John could see was Sherlock running towards him, he was falling down and suddenly he fell down and everything turned black.

Sherlock started freaking out, not only did he think John was in a coma but he had this weird feeling in his stomach since he revealed to John he is still alive.
A blonde woman ran into the restaurant, she saw John lying on the floor not moving and maybe even not even breathing. Sherlock saw the worrying woman and walked over to her, "Excuse me, who are you?" The blonde looked up at took a deep breath, "My name is Mary, I'm John's girlfriend."