Sherlock was alive, he was the man who kept looking over John, the one who put the note as he own grave, the one who faked his own death to protect the one he loves, Sherlock Holmes is alive. however he need help he could talk to anyone else except and old friend, a friend he was sworn not to see again except for desperate measure's. Sherlock had thought to himself all this time that one day he would have to hurt John and he was ready with a plan but a plan that need some help and his friend was the only person who could do that.
Sherlock had been only able to see John and look after him but he cant speak to him, not just yet, and John couldn't talk to him or know that he is alive. but there is away but Sherlock might have to sacrifice everything. Sherlock had thought long and hard about this and was ready he couldn't bare to see John hurt anymore he thought that his little notes would help him but no, it only made John even sadder. the only problem was there was no way of contacting his friend without breaking a few rules but Sherlock would do anything to talk to John.
it was the middle of the night on the 21st of march the air was cold, the streets were empty except there was a man in a dark standing behind 221b , a man with a long black coat and curly hair. his collar was turned up so no one could see his face it looked like he was waiting for something or someone. there was a street light that flickered on and off the man turned as he heard a noise behind him, it was a cat but now you could see the mans face, it was Sherlock.
his eyes sparkled in the night he didn't do anything except stand there waiting for someone, Sherlock was waiting for his old friend a friend that could help him to get John back. meanwhile John was tossing and turning in his bed at 221b he kept thinking about Sherlock he has had many night mares and Sherlock jumping of the building but now that these notes have arrived to him the nightmares have become worse.
John woke up with a start he was covered in sweat he had heard a noise out side for a second John thought Sherlock was back but then he remembered Sherlock was dead. John went back to sleep not noticing a blue box had just appeared at the end of the street and the tall man with a black coat had just walked over..................
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FanfictionSherlock is on the roof top looking down on John, there is only one way this can end what will Sherlock do to help his friend and is there more to this than we thought......
