Long Time, No See

The Day Sherlock Came Back

Who is ready to go into the new year with a new chapter?
-Wildflower

7 months later..........
November 2, 2012.....

We had just gotten back from a case and Penelope invited the team to her day of the dead party. She told me her parents used to celebrate it, therefore she does. She wants us to bring a photo of someone we miss, who died. I am taking the last photo I took of Sherlock. He was looking into the microscope I had gotten him for Christmas, he didn't even realize I took the picture. We had a choice to take take something of meaning as well, I am using my necklace he got me for that. When I got to Penelope's flat she had instantly put a drink in my hand and led me to her living room where their was an altar and many candles were on it. Everyone on the team was there. "Sorry, I'm late. Not gonna lie I was looking for the photo." I apologized. Over the many months Derek Morgan has began to trust me probably becuase I saved his life.

"It's fine but now that we are all here we can start." Penelope smiled. "I'll go first." Hers was her parents, she had told me what happened that night. Her brother doesn't even know why they were gone so late, she didn't have the heart to tell him they were lookimg for her. Then was JJ, it was her sister. Derek's was his dad. Hotch was his wife. Then it was my turn.

"This was probably to be expected. Sherlock Holmes." I said placing the photo on the altar. "People always called him a robot becuase he had cut off most of his emotions and it was my fault. When I faked my death he was notified that I was dead by phone call becuase he wanted to talk to me about uni. When I told his brother, Mycroft I was still alive he told me about his mental state and that he had pretty much turned himself into a robot but William was always more emotional than his brother. Mycroft once asked me, he has a brain of a philosopher but he chose to be a detective, what may that say about his heart?"

"Why did you call him William?" JJ asked.

"Becuase that is his first name, he hated his name so much and his mum and dad called him Sherlock anyway. William Sherlock Scott Holmes." I slightly chuckled. "He would have killed me if he had known I told you that." After Rossi, Hotch, Alex, and Spencer we finished the ceremony and began to celebrate with drinking, stories and food.

"How did you even meet Sherlock anyway?" Alex asked me.

"He saved my life. We were six and Sher and I were different. All though school it was he and I. We got in so much trouble for sticking up for each other, well defending our selves." I shrugged. That night had had one too many and spent the night at Penelope's flat. I am not going to lie the last time I got drunk was when Rose, Ajay, Gabriel, Alex and I went out and I got so drunk I don't remember what happened. I looked over at the chair to Morgan, who was out cold. World war three probably couldn't wake him up.

January 2014.............................
My last few days at the BAU.....

I was already pardoned a year ago. I went back to London for both Christmases. John still hasn't talked to me. Mycroft and Greg have been keeping an eye on him for me though, for that I am thankful. John Watson didn't call me for two years until this very morning. I was on the jet, on the way home from a case in Iowa. "Finley." I awnsered going into the refreshments area.

"Hey Sam." John awnsered.

"Oh thank god, I have been worried." I told him.

"I-I know." He said. "I've seen all your texts and listen to all your voice mails. Anyway, the reason I called is I am getting married."

"What's her name?" I asked him.

"Mary Morstan." Rose. What happened when I left?

"Well, I would love to meet her. I only have a few more days in America before I come home." I told him.