To Help the Helpless
Chapter One – The End Before the Beginning
"Author's" note: I do this purely for amusement, not for financial gain.
Something about the way you look at me made me feel as if we might have something, but then I remember who you are. You're Sherlock Holmes. We never had anything, we never could have anything. I just had… hoped. That's all. Thank you for pretending for my benefit though. It brought me some happiness, even if it was imagined.
You'll always be mine though.
Love Amina.
Sherlock folded the note, and slipped it in his pocket. John's eyebrows arched, as his head shifted to the side. "what was it?" Even though Amina had tried to tell John many times, he never knew. So Sherlock just shrugged as his nose crinkled, "Just a thank you note." John wondered why a thank you note had even solicited a reaction from him. It was probably hate mail, Because who would thank Sherlock Holmes?