John had just gone up to bed when the letter box flapped and the faint sound of a letter hitting the floor caught his attention.He popped his head round the solid door frame and gazed at the white coloured letter on the floor clearly marked John in hand writing he knew only to well . He sucked in a jagged breath and started to weep out loud no longer able to contain the sorrow he held in for 24 months tears traced his cubby cheek ,his eyes going a puffy red ' sherlock ' he wispered under his breath ' It can't be ...
But he could not get the words out like they was stuck in his thort . He was choking on his own word before they could slip out his mouth . With shaky hands and uneven heart beats he bent down and picked up the priceless letter up and slowly not sure what to expect opened it.'He gave up his world for me why would he do that' John said only realising he had no one to talk to. He had only been back in bakers streets a week and now he wanted to leave again he slowly looked up ,the world around him a blurr , but even in his state he could see an unmistakeable out line of a tall person out side the front door he yanked the door open reday to yell at them to go away. Then the tall finger turned around and John fell to the floor no longer able to bear the burden of loss, recovery , and love.
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Hayran KurguSherlock is back from the dead , but can John take him back with open arms . Tears shed and hearts broken . Will the pair finally get the quiet life the both desire or will it end in fire
