It all started with a trip. Sherlock had been acting weird, and everyone thought he was just stressed, so he and John go on a trip to Fiji. Yet, what was supposed to be a relaxing vacation from the stresses of detective work only opened the door for much more stress and confusion when John begins to have strange feeli...
Dean has been really depressed for the past few weeks and all he's been doing is sleeping and rarely talking to anyone or eating so Castiel tries to help him get back to normal which then leads to many events.
When John finds himself alone after Sherlock's death, nothing can save him from caving in on himself. Or will something change all that?
THIS IS NOT MY STORY I'm just posting it on here because it can be bothersome to find on archive of our own. So here is the famous forest fic. enjoy