Around chaos was still erupting and now John was no where to be found . He ran around in panic , the boy bouncing in his arms. Finally the crowds died down and there John was lying on The floor unconchos in a pool of blood which was now flowing from his arm faster then before. His pale face was bruised badly and his leg was bent , the bone sticking out of the skin. His fingers griped round a crow bar and his eyes flickered under his eyelids.
Cuts littered his arms and leg which contributed towards his unstable contistion. On his head were the words poff and homosexual . Sherlock looked down at his John . Tears dripped down his cheek and fell onto the concrete. He place William gentaly to the ground and scooped up the soldier . He walked hastily towards the amberlence of which just turned up and begged them to do whatever it took he then planted a kiss between johns flickering eyes and spun on his heel, took William by the hand and slowly walked home . Towards safety.
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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
