A/N: I keep getting behind, D: I'm taking online classes and trying to work on them, write this story, and have some SEMBLANCE of free time. I'm so sorry for not posting every day, though I do try to make up for it!

DISCLAIMER: I really don't own anything in this story; not the characters, the settings, events, nor even the songs I use for titles. Lawsuits make sad gifts, so please don't sue me!

It was a long, long day at the surgery.

Christmas seemed to bring out the stupidity in the people of London; Christmas tree incidents (John didn't know there were that many place for pine needles to be embedded in the human body), accidents involving exterior lights and ladders (the man was lucky he'd only fractured his wrist and ankle), and cookie mishaps (how do you even manage to get a second degree burn on your elbow?).

Through all the chaos of the afternoon, John found his thoughts circling back to the one thing he'd spent years trying to repress.

Sherlock.

Ever since he'd started writing the letters, the thoughts had become more frequent. It didn't bother him anymore, but today the thoughts came to his mind more often than they had all week. He wondered why, but let the matter go.

Sherlock,

You were right all along: London is full of idiots. I wish you'd been by the surgery today; you would have had a field day making deductions about my patients.

Maybe if you'd been here my thoughts could have stayed focused on my work. But you're gone, and they didn't.

They kept coming back to you, time and time again. It seemed like today the universe was insisting I keep my brain focused on you. I can't think if today was some kind of bizarre anniversary; a big case we solved, or something to do with Moriarty? I'll check my blog later and see if I can find anything.

I kept thinking about all the mad things you made us do; one of the biggest ones was the Hat. Yeah, the death frisbee hat.

I never did put it in the donation box. Maybe I will.

Not today though.

John

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