1000 Ways To Say...

Chapter 5

(AN: Hello! Thank you for 100 reads, it means a lot :) I don't know if I will be updating this week, because I'll be busy but I will be back! Hehe)

John

...Sherlock?

This has to be an illusion. It can't be real.

He doesn't say a word, he's just standing there. Maybe he's a ghost?

"John."

That's all he said. There was silence between us.

"Jesus Sherlock. Two years. You let me grieve... Then come back?"

He smiles slightly.

I've had enough already. I have three options:

a) Punch him

b) Kiss him

c) Talk to him.

I would happily take option a. But I don't. I wouldn't want to hurt him.

"I know this must be such a shock for you, but sneaking up on you was a little bit mean."

I look back at his grave. He's supposed to be underground!

"You jumped of a rooftop, Sherlock. How the hell are you supposed to be alive?"

He doesn't answer. Then, he walks towards me.

"I had thirteen possible scenarios. I could have-"

I cut him off.

"No. I don't care about the how ever many scenarios in your head. I just want to know how you did it."

I don't want to bring up the subject about love. It would just be embarrassing.

Again, no answer.

"God... I can't believe you would do this to me!" I shout.

"I heard what you were saying earlier..."

"Sherlock, not here. We can't talk about this right now. We're going to go back to the flat and talk about it there. Have you told Mrs Hudson yet?"

He shakes his head.

"Come on. Lets go."

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The taxi ride was silent the whole way.

Mrs Hudson had finally stopped blubbered over 'the resurrection' as she called it.

"So, I heard what you were saying earlier..."

"I know, I don't know if I meant it..."

"I mean it when I say I love you back."

(AN: There will be some Johnlock loooove coming up soon! Hehe)