"I had faith in you, Sherlock Holmes. You were the truest friend I have ever had….and I just need you to not be dead. Please just stop this. I need

you, Sherlock. You're the only reason I'm not still some soulless body held up by a pointless crutch. And now that you're gone….well, I'm not quite

sure what I'm going to do now. Keep solving mysteries, hopefully, though I'm sure that it will be much more difficult without you around to be a

smartass and figure it out in a few hours. I swear it's like deduction was your second nature…. Ha, it's a good thing you're not here to hear me, I

wouldn't want to make your head any bigger," said the blond man with a fading light hearted persona.

"I just wanted you to know how much I owe you, Sherlock. And how much you meant….," he paused a moment to clear his throat and stop the

tears that threatened to choke his voice, "….how much you mean to me."

A single stubborn tear rolled down the man's cheek and fell onto the uniform black gravestone; not too different in way of solitary

demeanor to its resident. He quickly wiped his face and let go of a heavy shaking breath.

"I've seen men die right before my eyes, Sherlock; horrible, brutal deaths. It was hard to watch and worse to know that I couldn't save them but

over time I was able to let it go. I was able to move on. But with you, it's different. I feel like something inside of me had been broken to bits and as

hard as I try I can't seem to conduct any way to fix them," his voice faded more and more into a whisper with each word. His thumb and pointer

finger latched onto the bridge of his nose and his eyes squeezed shut; unable to mask his pain anymore. Sherlock had always seen right through

those eyes, he could tell when they were signaling sorrow or anger and he somehow always found the words to fix the problem, even if they did

make things worse before they made things better…..

But Sherlock jumped off of a building and fell down

down

down

to his permanent destination.

He was gone, and he left John to mourn in his wake, as it was his only way of saving his best friend.