Now I See {JohnLock}

Chapter 1

"Have you been shooting the wall again?"

Sherlock looks up at me with an expressionless face. He rolls his eyes before speaking. "Of course I have. That's what I do when I'm bored, John. We've talked about this."

I stand in the doorway with a bag of groceries. This is the third time this week I've found new bullet holes in the wall. He hasn't had a case at all recently and it's getting to him.

"You could at least fix them after you're done." I sighed as I carried the heavy bag into the kitchen.

I saw Sherlock roll his eyes out of the corner of my own. He stood up and went over to were his violin normally sat. "John? Where's my violin? I sat it here last night."

I reached up and put the tea away as I looked over at Sherlock. "No you didn't. You sat it in your room."

He grumbled and went to his room soon coming out with his violin in hand. Under his breath I heard him thank me. "No worries. But...are you ok? You hardly ever forget something."

"What? Yeah...I'm fine."

"Sherlock...are you ok? Tell me the truth. Please."

"John. I'm fine." He laid his violin down where It belonged and laid down on the couch, going into his mind palace.

I don't understand that man sometimes.
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Ok, this first chapter is kinda just letting you know something is wrong with Sherlock. It'll progress but this is just a slow start into a bigger issue.

Thanks for reading!