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Shot#2 JohnLock

Why did this happen to me!? GOD, HAVE I DONE SOMETHING DO BAD THAT YOU TOOK MY WIFE AND MY BABY AWAY!?- Said John with tears in his eyes watching how his dead wife was being lowered six feet underground.

-J....John?-Said Sherlock, not sure of what to do in that situation. He might be an a-hole, but he's still human, and watching John that devastated only reminded him of the day of his fake death, where he watched John talking to his grave asking him to be alive. Sherlock felt such sadness, clearly odd in him. He regret what he did, but It was oh so necessary. *Was it, Sherlock Holmes? Did you really had to leave John? He found a wife. Well, yes, she's dead, but you are so self absorbed that you left John, you knowing something he doesn't.*

Repeated that voice. Sherlock freezed when that last part kicked in. "You left John, you knowing something he doesn't" It couldn't be true. He shook his head and tapped his friend's shoulder.

-Let's go, John. I will make some tea for you at home.- They got to their flat and they found very odd that Ms.Hudson didn't even appeared at the door. Sherlock made tea for John, and as soon as he gave it to him he left. One, the man needed to relax and cry, and he wasn't good consolating people.His wife just passed away for God's sake. And two, to check on Ms.Hudson. He went to her room, finding her all sweaty and with a huge fever.

-Ms.Hudson what is up with you.? I must call John. You are heating up! John!!-He shouted, and John showed up at the door.

-Whats the matt... Oh my God, Ms.Hudson!!! No, we have to take you to the hospital right now.

-John. What is wrong with her.

-Sherlock. My wife died today from a strange disease, which had this same symptoms, so I suggest you don't touch her, for God's sake.

-Okay, no, I didn't touch her.-Sherlock lied again.

-Good.-They took Ms.Hudson to the hospital and she got treated.A week passed, but she didn't get better. In the meantime, Sherlock was always in his bed. In John's eyes Sherlock was just sad because of Ms.Hudson, but we all know the true thing. The eighth day Ms.Hudson passed away, and when they told Sherlock, for the first time. He cried. Ms.Hudson was like a second mother to Sherlock, and he would miss her, a lot. Well, that if he survived.

A week after that, John couldn't take it anymore and he opened the curtains to wake up Sherlock, but he had this sick face. His eyes were black, sign that he hadn't slept in a while, stuffy nose and he was sweating.

-Sherlock.

-John.-Said Sherlock grabbing his blanket

-Sherlock. Are you okay?

-Oh Of course John. Just a common cold I presume

-Sherlock Holmes, did you touch Ms.Hudson!?

-GAH!! John for the love of God do not scream. My head hurts! And I don't know maybe, I don't remember!

-I WON'T STOP SCREAMING. IT IS IMPOSSIBLE THAT YOU DON'T REMEMBER, MAYBE IF IT WAS SOMETHING ABOUT THE BLOODY SOLAR SYSTEM I WOULD BELIEVE IT BUT WE ARE TALKING ABOUT A DISEASE WE UNKNOWN TO US, SHERLOCK!!!.-Screamed John

-Oh for Pete's sake. YES. I DID TOUCH HER TO TEST HER FEVER.

-Sherlock why didn't you tell me?- Said John with tears rolling down his cheek. He got another blanket to avoid touching Sherlock directly and got him to the hospital.

It was four days since Sherlock got in the hospital, and be wasn't recovering.

-Sherlock, some patients with the same disease are misteriously coming to life. Like zombies.

-Great, *cough* I will be a Goddamn zombie.

-Just, shut it Sherlock, you won't die.

-Oh John...- Sherlock sighed heavily. Three more days in there and Sherlock felt that couldn't resist anymore

-John, I don't feel so good, call a nurse please. Oh and before you go, pass me a notebook and a pen.

-Why do you want a notebook and pen?

-Im gonna draw. Now go.

-Okay, I'll be back fast, five minutes max, okay?

-Okay.-John got out of the room and Sherlock knew it was his time. So, he decided to 'leave a note' that's what people do, right? leave a note?

He started writing and when he was finished, with a tear on his cheek, he let go.

John came back to the room with the nurse and found a paper that in the front read "To John, I'm sorry"

John started crying really hard and screaming. When he calmed down a little, he read the note and it said the following:

"John, I know you recently lost your wife, your baby and your second mother, and now you are going to loose a friend. I wish I could say this is fake, like the last time, but sadly, it isn't, and I'm gonna leave you and I never told you my biggest secret. You are my best friend, you know that already. But there was always something more... and sincerely, I always loved you, not in the brotherly way, but you were the best person that I've ever met, and I hope you continue like that, find a girl, have a baby, have friends, just, please don't replace me. Because you will always be my favorite doctor. I am sorry, I love you, and I always will, goodbye John.

-Sherlock"

Tears rolled down John's face while he just whispered' "Five minutes, I was away for five bloody minutes...I always loved you too, Sherlock, and I always will."

I am so sorry. I am freaking crying here, don't kill me, please.