"You are.. back?"
John stammered out. His eyes opened and shut slowly. He clenched his sweaty palms inside the jacket pocket. A shiver spread through Johns spine.
"Precisely."
Sherlock replied. He stared at Johns manurizims.
"Why did not tell me Sherlock? I thought we were partners?"
John said in more confidence, anger bubbling in the British man.
"You had to believe the ruse."
A loud crack enacted throughout the silent cemetery. Johns fist had collided with Sherlocks face.
"How could you make me worry about you? I thought you were dead Sherlock! I had no ambition for two months."
John growled out. Sherlock clutched his face, the pale flesh bruising a bright purple.
"You know I had to John."
He huffed.
"You are Sherlock ..there had to be another way...or something...anything."
John dropped to the cobblestone ground with a thud. The stone felt remarkably cold, as if mimicking his feelings.
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