He had told him, hadn't he? He had told him that his limp was psychosomatic, and he just loved to prove himself right.
By now, leaning against the wall of 221B Baker Street, chuckling amongst themselves, Sherlock had ascertained it. Well, if it wasn't a psychosomatic limp, it was something that Sherlock had yet to witness.
Of course, John hadn't realized what had happened, what the real point of the town chase had been. Not yet, any-
Actually, right about now.
He said as much, followed by a knock on the door. Angelo passed John's cane back to him, followed by a quizzical glance from John.
Sherlock smiled, and he was almost totally positive that his face just read I told you so.
He liked to do that. He lived for the thrill, and he lived to prove people wrong. Did that make him such a bad person?
Of course not.
I know people were requesting this. xD However, I didn't want to do it in John's POV because everyone kind of... does their own interpretation of that in their mind... when they watch it. So, I did it in Sherlock's. Hopefully I didn't disappoint much.
