This is the start of something beautiful

by I'mTooAwkward

Set after The Reichenbach Fall. It's been three years since Sherlock's "death", John is trying to cope with Sherlock's death. Until.. Rated K ! :3 Read and review? :P Ps: I'm sorry if it's not updates often enough.. WRITERS BLOCK!

4. Chapter 4

It's short again! Ps; thanks for reading! Pps; please review?! I need to know what I'm doing wrong/right.

Chapter 4.

"What the bloddy hell are you doing here?!" I yelled.

"I.. I came to see you." He whispered.

"But I thought you were.. Dead."

"No. Obviously I'm not dead. I'm standig right here you imbecile!"

I stood up on my tiptoes and slapped his face. Hard.

"Ouch! What did you do that for?!"

"I was worried, Sherlock. I thought you'd died!"

"I.. I'm sorry.." He said sadly.

"Wait here, I'll go and boil the kettle. You can tell me everything over a cup of tea."

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Sherlock POV

My cheeks were burning, and in agony. I understand why he done it though. I slowly began searching for two placemats to put the tea on when, I came across a letter. It was addressed to me.