Chapter 1: Prologue
Sherlock has been dead for 7 years now and I think i have finnally gotten over his loss. Although he was a big part of my life for years, we solved lots of crimes together and also spent free time together we wern't just partners at work we were best friends and when i seen him jump that day i was horrified, i still remember that call i got from him saying that Moriarity was 'a fake' and that he was a figment of his imagination and that he cannot live his life anymore.
That's it I thought just yesterday but something changed my life (again) forever, and, well, here you go:
I was called by Mycroft Holmes who I hadn't talked to since Sherlocks' funeral which was obviously suspicious because if we hadn't talked in so long why does he suddenly call me out to the middle of Birmingham-where he had moved to after the whole incident because apparently he coudn't live with living in the same town as his brother once did.