"Look!" Sherlock cried
"What at?" Lestrade replied, rubbing a hand over his face. "It's the middle of the night. Why did you call me, Sally and Anderson here to look at your cupboard?"
"Because I had a dream."
"Great. I'll put you on the cover of Big Whoop magazine." Anderson interrupted. Sherlock glared at him and continued.
"I had a dream that John was alive. He went in this cupboard and pulled out a present. I think he's alive somewhere and trying to contact me in my dreams."
"Sherlock." Sally placed a hand on his shoulder. "John is dead. It was his funeral today. You were there. Are you alright?" She tried to place a hand on his forehead but he wriggled away.
"It just felt so real. I need to show you that it's there."
"But what if there's nothing inside your magic cupboard?" asked Anderson sarcastically. Sherlock didn't answer and yanked open the door. On the top shelf next to the tea, was a small package. Everyone gasped. The detective reached up and pulled the present towards him. He flipped the label.
To Sherlock
Enjoy
From John
Slowly, Sherlock unwrapped the present to reveal a box. He opened it and inside was the book on physics that Sherlock had wanted for months.
"It's just like in the dream."
Suddenly Sally tried to feel Sherlock's temperature again and she stared deeply into his eyes.
"Sherlock, are you sure you're ok? Maybe John told you that it was in there before he died and your mind just deleted it."
"But...but..."
The police force looked convinced at Sally's remark.
"Get some sleep." sighed Lestrade wearily.
"I'm not lying! John gave it to me in the dream!"
But Lestrade, Sally and Anderson had already left. Sherlock sat down on the sofa heavily. Could he have been dreaming? Or was there something wrong with him? Was he crazy? He lay with his head on the Union Jack pillow, wondering if he should sleep. In the end, drowsiness overcame him and he fell into a light slumber. He tried to dream about John again but his John would soon say the wrong thing and fade into the blackness. Sherlock had never felt as lonely in his whole life as he did at that moment.