It was the fortieth anniversary of John and Sherlock's wedding. John got a basket full of food and Sherlock's favorite tea. He got a few sandwiches and a piece of cake.
John was out of the flat and before he got to the meeting place, he bought flowers, like he always does.
The meeting place a hill with a tree on it. It was an amazing place to see a sunset and share lunch. John walked up the hill and as always Sherlock was there before him. John smiled "Hello Sherlock." he said.
"Forty years. Wow. And all that time I had to put up with you." John said with a laugh.
John started setting up the picnic and placed a kiss on the grave before sitting down on the blanket he brought.
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Fanfiction"I know this is a bit stupid. But..... Happy Birthday Sherlock........... I know this was a waste of time...... Why would I say happy birthday to a grave?" -John Hamish Watson
