A/N: I know, I know, this chapter is really short, but it's crucial(At least I think it is.) Anywhosies, please leave reviews as it will be greatly appreciated. Thank you!
While Sherlock was hallucinating like the madman he is, John was still standing at the door of 221b. He was still waiting for Sherlock when he would come back, that is if Sherlock does come back.
Although at this rate, John would be waiting forever.
John's eyelids began to droop as he got drowsy, for it was nearly midnight, it was no wonder John was getting sleepy. The windy weather didn't help him either. In fact, because of this, he was seriously considering going back inside in the cozy, warm flat. But John's faith in Sherlock was strong, as it will always will be.