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Sherlock did not have time. He had 19 hours that was it. He had wanted a big introduction. Something to surprise John when they saw each other again. If they saw each other again. But now he had no choice.

He had been given a task. A case. He had 20 hours to find a bomb. A bomb that was placed somewhere in London. Some where public. He had spent the first hour realizing that he couldn't do it alone. He tried, he had. But he needed a second opinion. He could always figure things out easier when he was dumbing things down. He needed his blogger. He needed his John.

So with no fuss at all, he took out his spare key stuck it in the lock and rushed into 221b. He slammed the door behind him and dashed up the stairs. Both in haste to solve the case and to see his one and only friend again. He thrust open the door into his and Johns flat to find John reading a the paper. The pages covering his face and view of Sherlock. Sherlock cleared his throat to reveal his presence to the blogger. He couldn't wait to see his face when he realized who had entered the room. John lowered the newspaper slightly to glance at Sherlock. He pulled the paper back up and sighed.

Sherlock frowned.

"I wondered when you would get here." Stated John simply.

Sherlock knit his eyebrows in something he hadn't felt in a long time... confusion. "How di-"

"How did I know you were alive?" interrupted John who was still studying his paper. "Simple. When I examined you after the fall I could tell there was something on your breath. I drug maybe to slow your heart right? Maybe. But my suspicions were strengthened when I noticed the discrepancies in your autopsy. When I reexamined the site of the 'suicide ' I saw the path that your 'body' would have fallen in its trajectory to the ground and realise you couldn't possible have landed where you did without something slowing your fall and moving you closer to the building."

"Well." Said Sherlock. " I didn't think you would notice the-"

"You didn't think I was smart enough to figure out something so obvious did you?"

"Well..."

"It doesn't matter." Said John lowering his paper. "Now, are we going to find the bomb or what?"

Sherlock was flabbergasted. "How do you know about that?"

"Well I can read the paper, Sherlock." Said John turning his newspaper to Sherlock so he could see the cover.

Mysterious Bomb in London, When and Where Will it Go off? City in Hysteria.

"Now can we leave?" Asked John standing. Sherlock still in shock slowly nodded. And the two grabbed their coats and walked toward the door. John put his hand on the handle when Sherlock stopped him, the facts finally clicked into place.

"Molly told you didn't she." Sherlock stated more than asked.

John sighed "Yes she spilled like a third grader at recess. I just wanted to deduce something."

Sherlock smiled. "That's cute John."

And they went of to save the city.

Again

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