John was sat in his chair reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of tea and Sherlock was sat opposite him thinking. The pair had, had no case recently and Sherlock was getting bored. John would try and cheer him up but it would never work. John looked up from the article he was reading and looked at his friend. Sherlock had his hands pressed together and tucked under his chin "Sherlock" John said but he got no reply "Sherlock" he said again still nothing, not even a twitch of his eye. "SHERLOCK" yelled John, this time Sherlock's eyes opened but his hands didn't move "What?" he moaned
"Have you found a new case yet?" Sherlock looked sarcastically at John, but shook his head. "Are you going to look for a new case?" there was a pause and then Sherlock jumped up and ran towards the window of the flat he shared with John. Smiled then ran ad sat sat down in his chair again, his feet where tucked underneath him and his hands pressed together again. John looked at him with confusion and was just about to ask what he was doing when Lestrade ran up the stairs and into the flat.
John looked up and at the inspector "What can we do for you inspector?" asked John and Lestrade looked and Sherlock completely ignoring John. "Sherlock, you know why I'm here" there was no movement from Sherlock.
"Just keep talking, if he dosn't listen, I tell him again later" Lestrade nodded
"Sherlock listen to me, you know why I'm here, its her, she opened her eyes. You can come and see her if you want" said Lestrade, John looked up confusedly at the inspector "What are you on about?" he asked but Lestrade ignored him and continued to look at Sherlock.
Sherlock opened one eye "She won't want to see me"
"Who is She?" asked John crossly
"Inspector, John can go in my place" said Sherlock and he closed his eyes again. John quickly stood up and the inspector walked out of the room, John hurried after him and out of the flat onto the street.
When John reached the street and stopped to look up at the window and saw nothing, "Are you coming or not?" called the inspector from the police car. John turned and got into the car, if he had stayed a second longer then he would have seen Sherlock Holmes stood in the window watching him and for the first time in 5 years a tear trickled down his cheek.