John Recovers

Chapter 3

John Recovers

Chapter 3

I grabbed my coat and walking stick.

My hand had started to tremor again.

Shame.

I call out for a taxi, limping.

It took about 5 minutes for a taxi to notice me.

It was about 2:00 so lestrade will be at the station.

"Hi, erm.. Is Lestrade in?" I asked the lady at the desk.

Then I realised it wasn't just a lady...

It was Sarah!

"Oh my god! Sarah! It's me John!"

She looked up from her computer, and the look on her face was hilarious.

She was knocking everything off the table to get up and round her desk.

"John, oh my god it's John.... John Watson..." I heard her mumble.

"I'm sorry, are you ok?" I giggled.

It was the first time I giggled that much in ages.

Weird.

Her hair was flying all over the place.

She got round from her desk and it seemed as if she wasn't real.

She was more beautiful then before.

"Coffee?" She asked shakily.

"What about London Eye?" I said with cheek.

"John! I missed you so much... Ever since what happened... Well you know you stopped talking." She replied.

"I came to speak to Lestrade but it looks like I'm not now."

"Sorry, i'll be with you in a moment," she said to people at the desk, "Lestrades gone off to France for a few days."

"We'll I'm sure that's enough time to get to know each other again."

I looked down at her.

I had obviously grown.

"I have work, John..." She mumbled quietly, upset and not wanting me to hear slightly.

I waited a moment almost hugging her, "I came to work here in case you came back." She spoke suddenly.

"You could've come to the hospital, love, but if you've got work I'll leave we can meet up some other ti-" I replied softly.

"John don't leave again." She snapped back as I finished my sentence.

"Wanna go to Speedys?" I answered.

"You still live a 221B?" She asked.

"Well after a few months why?"

We talked for ages and ages it seemed as if we couldn't stop.

I felt as if no one else mattered because I was in her daydream.

I was so glad to be her friend again.