John shuddered awake , sweat pouring down his face. The nightmare that he just woke for was almost from the depth of hell , he could still see in the mirror , window and any other reflecting surface the evil face of moriarty. John looked around the flat, looking for any traces that sherlock had been here . Nothing. He rose slowly , his limp worst then ever and eged into the kitchen and there on sherlocks chair was his dark blue scarf he can never part from . John was speech less . ' John I am so so sorry' wispers a deep vouse . ' you late sherlock so very late' ...
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FanfictionSherlock 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
