Chapter 2
"Sherlock?" John said, not trying to hide his disbelief.
"Yes of course it's me." Sherlock replied, slightly impatient
"But-but-but..."
"Yes, yes, I'm meant to be dead but that would be so boring." John just stared. Eventually he asked,
"Who else knows your alive?"
"I was wondering when you were going to ask that. Just you and Molly."
"How does Mrs Hudson not know? I mean she owns the place."
"She hasn't been back that much."
"OK. So why haven't you told anyone your alive yet?"
"Because I'm thinking still. I'll appear when the time is right."
"Do you know when that will be?" John asked, slightly confused.
"When Jim texts me."
"How the hell does he know you're alive?"
"Well he's probably got someone watching the house so seeing as you've been in here all day, when there is nothing to do in here, he'll probably find out right about now. Well actually no. He probably already knew I was still alive but just didn't know when to contact me." Sherlock said simply. Just then Sherlock's phone buzzed with a text. "Told you so." He picked up the phone. The text said,
'Hello Sherley. I see you've got your army doctor back. But there's someone missing isn't there? From your little gathering. –JM x'
When Sherlock finished reading the text to John, John frowned but Sherlock remained straight faced.
"What do you think John?"
"A lot of things. Mainly that you've probably not eaten for an age but to do with the text...Mrs Hudson?"
"I had something to eat a few days ago." Sherlock waved away any of John's inevitable replies with a hand. "And no. It's not Mrs Hudson. It's Molly."
"Molly? How can you know that?"
"Because she normally pops in to see me but she hasn't today."
"Maybe she's busy at the morgue..." Sherlock gave a we-both-know-that's-not-true look to John.
Sherlock texted back to Jim,
'Where do you want me?-SH'
Jim replied almost immediately.
'Garden centre, ASAP.-JM'
"At this time?" John blurted out (it was late evening).
"Seems it." Sherlock replied getting out the chair.