It had been a week since sherlock returns from the dead and now everyone knew , even the bloody press was trying to barge their way into the flat. But things could have never been better for the to ' flat mates' who shared 221B on bakers street , except this morning sherlock received a worring letter which he assumed was moriarty ( if he could fake his death then so can he , there one of the same) and lastrad was shot dead five days ago on their very own front steps. Sherlock once again was playing depressing music and was hardly talking to anyone , even John. By now John had been long since worried and was even texting mycroft. 'Im going out ' yelled sherlock from down stairs . With his soldier like nature still with in John he was compelled to follow the tall man.

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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