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I wish I understood this emotion business! My head's exploding. I can't think straight. Mycroft's trying to distract me by telling me of cases Lestrade's been taking. Normally, they'd interest me. I'd be jumping up and down with glee and the adrenalin would rush though me and bring me to life.
But I can't move.
I can't think.
I can't stop watching John.
He's gotten worse. It's been eight months. I miss his annoyed comments, his screaming at my experiments. I miss the arguments over the cigarettes, the Cluedo games I'd always lose. I missed his cups of tea, and his neat-freak tidying habits.
I missed him.
I always had.
I always will.
I need to see him, speak to him. Anything…
But Mycroft forbids it.
I no longer have an argument myself. I cannot think of anything that should stop me from seeing him. But Mycroft insists I must wait. I can't wait any longer!
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