Okay guys, this is more of an introductory chapter, and it is my first ever attempt at writing fanfic, so constructive critsicism and ideas are always welcome
"Ten minutes" John said to himself.
"Just ten minutes" he said again. He was sitting in the flat re-reading the note that Sherlock had left him. The TV was switched to the ten o clock news, the reporter droning on about the latest spate of assaults in London. John barely noticed, as the note which he found on the table containing Sherlock's untidy scrawl was still shocking him.
"Just ten minutes," John read again "Felt the need for a walk".
"When was the last time you went for a walk because you felt like it Sherlock?" John said to himself. John looked at the TV once again, and sighed.
"More like five hours to check out the assaults" he said to himself. Well, there was no point waiting up for Sherlock. He switched channels until he found a re run of an old detective show he watched as a kid, and settled down on the sofa for some time to himself. But by the time the episode credits rolled on half an hour later, John was already sound asleep. His phone buzzed, announcing a text message, but John slept on, unaware of what awaited him in the morning.
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Id also like to thank Coseepo for helping with this one :)