1000 Ways To Say...

Chapter 19

(AN: ARRRGGHHH well you probably presumed that I was dead. Call it an extremely long break and annoying writers block. If I even call myself a writer -_-)

A few days had passed and nothing had happened.

Silence and waiting.

Waiting for Sherlock to wake up. It seemed like every minute that I spent waiting was at least an hour, and time was going slowly today. I was crazy to go back to his grave, but I had to pass the time while still thinking of him somehow.

I stand where I stood only a few short months ago, only I'm in a similar situation. Waiting for Sherlock to come back. Mike could tell when we first met that we were in love. Apparently Sherlock looked at me in such a way that it was unusual for him. Look where we are now... Married. But still waiting for him to get up and well... Get back to doing things.

Possibly stopping the crazy murderer by the name of Moriarty.

In truth I had no idea why he had returned, or how for that matter. I just didn't want either of us to get hurt, or any of my friends. Also, the bomb at the wedding was clever, only because the people that were there are close to us. Thankfully, no one died.

At least I don't think so.

As I start walking back to our flat, my phone starts to ring.

"Lestrade, what is it? Is Sherlock alright?" I ask.

"John, he's woken up."

(AN: Tbh this was more of a crappy filler chapter, there's plenty more of those to come. I am going away for a few days on holiday, but I am super determined to finish this book now! Hope you enjoyed :)