I.O.U a fall

Chapter 6

detective lastrade walked up the stairs to see John, who was hugging Sherlock's blue scarf, Mrs Hudson was watching from the door while the detective sat next to John, who didn't look up.

detective lastrade "hello John how are you?" lastrade asked John however he already knew the answer anyone could tell John was in pieces.

John didn't do anything for a minute or so he just sat there holding Sherlock's scarf, the detective waited patiently for an answer from John he leaned forward in his chair and grabbed Johns hand.

detective lastrade " I know it hurts John but we have to move on" the detective was now looking at John directly still holding his hand. John moved in his seat he still didn't let go of Sherlock's scarf maybe because he just couldn't let go of something he loved again, it hurt him to much.

finally after a moment of silence John spoke he voice shaky and it looked like it hurt him to say it.

John "detective Sherlock is dead ......and ......I .I loved him and now I'm I think I'm loosing my mind" tears were now rolling down Johns face he was in such pain over the loss of Sherlock Mrs Hudson had to leave the room she couldn't take it anymore, Sherlock was one of her closest friends as well.

detective lastrade " what do you mean your loosing your mind?" the detective asked John he could see how much pain John was in and he wanted to help.

John "I....I...found this at Sherlock's grave" John said between sobs and handed lastrade the first note.

detective lastrade read the note and put it down on the table the room was silent John went back to hugging Sherlock's scarf and the detective just sat there gob smacked.

detective lastrade " is there anymore?" he asked I couldn't believe what he was reading at first the detective thought it was a joke but then he looked at John hugging Sherlock's blue scarf. John nodded and passed him the second just before lastrade read it John told him

John " I found this one at the door step and I saw a man out the window it .....it looked like Sherlock but when I went outside he was gone" John then cried softly into the scarf while the detective read the note.

again the room went silent you could tell that the detective was thinking while John cried into the scarf, it was the only think that John had left of Sherlock that Sherlock liked, it even smelt like Sherlock which made John cry harder.

after a while lastrade spoke he was hesitated before speaking it was like should he say it or will it make things worse.

detective lastrade " you don't think its him do you?" lastrade asked John.

John " I....I don't know anymore, I don't know what to believe it just hurts to much" John burst in to tears "I want to believe that he is alive but ...he ....is....dead....Sherlock Holmes is dead the man I loved."

the detective didn't know what to do anymore so he patted John on the shoulder and left, John was just left there alone again crying hopelessly. detective lastrade went down to Mrs Hudson and showed her the notes, she was gobsmacked.

Mrs Hudson "how could anyone be that cruel detective" she whispered afraid that John would hear but he was too busy crying.

detective lastrade " I know, I know its horrible I will look into this but the thing s .... I think John thinks Sherlock isn't dead" the detective told Mrs Hudson he was whispering too.

Mrs Hudson "ohh the poor soul it breaks my heart...... you don't think he isn't dead do you?" Mrs Hudson asked the detective she didn't know if he was going to answer.

detective lastrade " he cant be alive John saw him jump no one can survive that"

Mrs Hudson " your right but I wish you were wrong" Mrs Hudson said she felt so sorry for John.

detective lastrade " I know me too, I shall check in on him soon just keep and eye on him for me" Mrs Hudson nodded and the detective left, when he got home he reached for his badge and ID to put on the table, but it wasn't there. then detective lastrade remembered something John had said

do you know Sherlock pick pockets you when your annoying

then the detective thought no it cant be... can it? and then from that night onward the detective started to have seconds thoughts on Sherlock being dead.........