Coping.
A/N
Well this has a huge surprise for everyone! I just couldn't go through with it!
hope you all enjoy this surprise!
Chapter four
John looked back as the old man hobbled away, something was off about him but John could place it. He finished his breakfast and walked back to Baker St. "Doctor Watson theres someone here to see you" John looked from the tv he was mindlessly flicking through the old man came wheezing up the stairs. John helped the old man then bustled off to make tea.
He returned and nearly dropped the kettle and cups. There stretching and smiling at him,
was Sherlock Holmes.
John fainted.
"John, John?" Someone was calling his name he slowly opened his eyes blearily there was Sherlock smiling, not his sociopath smile his true genuine smile his John smile. John sat up slowly and looked at Sherlock who was wearing his dark glasses. No thought John. Please no.Sherlock sat down on the couch next to him and slowly took off his glasses his eyes were blank and staring he was still blind. "Sherlock are you really here?"
"Yes John it is really me" John was lost for words so he simply threw his arms around Sherlock who froze but placed his hands awkwardly on Johns back and hugged him fiercely. "I have missed you more than you could ever understand Sherlock why, why did you ever leave me?" Sherlock sighed and looked guilty, John released and looked at him critically as his doctor. Sherlocks face was more gaunt than it had been when he lived with John.
He's not eating
"Sherlock why aren't you eating?"
"Cases"
"What?"
"Cases John cases!" Sherlock said exasperatedly.
"You have been taking cases without me?" the hurt in Johns voice was evident.
Okay yes this is short but considering the surprise I think It was worth it.
the next chapter will be how Sherlock survived the apparent suicide.
:D