Two years of hell

This is the story of how Mary meets John and his two years without his best friend.


4. Chapter 4

He scowled at me after my hands had left his throat.

"Hello to you too John" He turned to smile at Mary "And you must be?" The question seemed to weigh in the air for hours, when in reality, merely seconds had passed before Mary replied. Only then did I realize how much Sherlock had missed, how much of my life, of HIS life, he had left behind in the past two years. A single tear ran down my cheek as I pulled him into a hug. He looked startled as he stood shocked, until he hugged me back. "Hello John, my friend."

"Hello Sherlock you dic...."

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