John is Dead

by Dr. Kaitie Holmes

Sherlock and John are best friends, but Sherlock does not usually show it. Now, someone has ensured that he can never tell his blogger how he feels... Rated T for violence and hints at Johnlock.

10. The End

Sherlock accidentally fell asleep resting his head on John's stomach. He woke, feeling someone's fingers in his hair.

"Molly-" he started, turning around in his chair.

There was no one behind him.

Heart in his throat, Sherlock slowly turned back to the slab. John's eyes were open; it was his hand on the back of the detective's head. With an uncharacteristic cry of joy, Sherlock dove for his blogger and hugged him tightly. His face was buried against John's bare chest.

"S-Sherlock?"

Sherlock raised his head up long enough to plant a searing kiss to John's lips. "I love you, John."

"And I love you," John said. He rose up to his elbows and raised an eyebrow at his surroundings. "Can you please tell me why I'm passed out in a morgue?"

Dismissively, Sherlock waved his hand. "I'll explain later. Right now, I just want to get you home."

The look on Molly's face when they walked by was priceless.

AN: Well, that's the end. Tell me what you think. Ciao!