Hello, this is my first Sherlock fanfic. I really can't wait for series 3, can you? Please comment and follow if enjoyed or to give me advice! This story is written from John's pov.
I don't know why I come here, it just makes me sad. I guess I like being sad now, I would rather be sad than have the aching sensation in my heart. I'm in Dartmoor where Sherlock and I did our "hounds of Baskerville" case. This bench is a bit of an awkward height. It is a bit too big so my legs dangle of the floor. I don't mind though because it means I can swing my legs back and forth. I bet Sherlock's feet would touch the floor. I can almost imagine him sitting here, making fun of me from being sad. Well I guess he wouldn't be here, the thing is lestrade has gone missing. Sherlock would be trying to find out where he has got to. I guess I better go back my B&B. Not that I have anything to do, I still haven't got a job yet. OMG, there is a person walking towards me. I'm not very good with people since his death. Ok, stand up and walk straight past him. Breath, breath, wait, don't breath too heavy. Are my steps too small? Now there too big. I need to stop over thinking, it's just a person! Now just look up and give him a little smile.
"Sherlock? Sherlock? Sherlock! Yes! It is really you?" I couldn't help my voice raising.
"Of course it is? Are you ok?" Sherlock said completely normally.
"Well you just did die so I…" Don't get angry with him now. "So did you die?"
"How would I be here? I'm not Jesus!" I forgot how annoying he is.
"Well, how are you here then?" I asked hearing the anger in my voice.
"I know some people. Well anyway, how is life for ordinary people?" God, he really doesn't hold any insults back, does he?
"Normal. Well actually lestrade has gone missing, maybe you could find him?" If he tries to find him it would be like the good old days.
"I already know where he is. How about we go back to our flat, do we have any coffee?" Is he trying to wind me up?
"You can't just go back to normal life! You were dead! Dead! We need to, you need to… I don't know!" Just breathe, in and out. "What do you know where he is?"
"I got him."
