Consider it done (Sequel to Mystery on Baker Street)

Chapter 1

I entered the abandoned wear house, they said to meet them here and I couldn't argue or I would loose my chance. This was my last lead, my last chance, my last hope. I walked out into the center hoping to find them. "Mr.Holmes" I turned to see four men, "The Four I presume?" "yes, I am Luke, this is Leo, and the twins, Zach, and Jack" "what can we help you with Mr.Holmes?" Leo asked. "You remember Sarah Harvey?" "yes she was a good friend of ours. We've heard about you and your search for her" i nodded "I believe she faked her death, she spoke highly of you and I think if she ever go into hiding she-" "Sarah's dead Mr.Holmes" I turned to the one they call Zach. "She jumped off that hospital, hit the pavement, and died. She's not coming back" he continued. I simply nodded and left

John's POV

I sat in my living room alone, Sherlock was out, again. Today marked two years since Sarah jumped. God I missed her, she was like a sister to me. I remember once, when me and Joanne had gotten into a fight, she came over and I expected her to yell at me but she just handed me a beer. We talked and drank all night, I'm surprised I can still remember that night. Joanne and I managed to stay together for another year but it didn't work out. She became so distance, which I can understand since she had just lost her best friend, but I knew she was keeping secrets. She brought my coat back that day, hung it up and it never moved, there was still a picture of the two of us on the fireplace next to the one of Sarah and Sherlock. Sarah wouldn't want us to be like this, she would want Sherlock solving cases, me and Joanne happy, together, she would want us all to be happy. That's all she ever did, protect us, trying to make sure we had a happy life. There's her problem, you can't make everyone happy, no matter what someone is gonna get hurt. If Sarah was here she would know how to get us all back together, I need to try, for Sarah. I stood up grabbing my coat when a piece of paper fell out of the pocket. I unfolded it, impossible! but we saw her! I dropped the coat and grabbed my laptop sending an email to Joanne.

Joanne's POV

I sighed shutting the door to my small apartment. After me and John had broken it off, I moved back to Vegas. It felt weird not solving crimes anymore, so I got my old job with the police force back. It was a nice place, one bedroom, one bath, a small kitchen, and living room. In the living room there was a big window seat, Sarah's guitar sat next to it. That's the one thing I couldn't get rid off, she said to forget her but how can you forget your best friend? in high school she used to want to be a musician, I remember all the songs she wrote. I sat down grabbing my laptop looking threw my emails. An email from John, well that hasn't happened in over a year. I opened the email

Joanne,
I found your letter from Sarah in my coat pocket. Yes I just found it a year later. Look, I understand now, can we talk? please come back to London
Sincerely, John

So that's where the note went.

Leo's POV

I sighed looking at the monitors that showed us John and Sherlock's apartment. We had to keep an eye on them to make sure they didn't get to close to the truth. "We have a problem!" I yelled "what?" "John knows".