Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you'll always be my hero
Even though you've lost your mind
So maybe I'm a masochist
I try to run but I don't wanna ever leave
Til the walls are going up
In smoke with all our memories
Skylar Gray "Love the Way You Lie"
John watched as his friend ran off. It was clear Sherlock had some insane idea, but he hadn't wanted John along. Instead, he had left with haste and determination sparkling in his calculating eyes.
Two days later as they were filling in the grave, John could never know if he'd regret it. If he'd ever regret putting up with all the crazy schemes, verbal abuse, and ridicule he'd gotten as a result of his friendship with Sherlock Holmes.
But try as he might, he couldn't stop the tears.