The Consulting Detective and The Army Doctor

It had been three months since the fall. John had been staying in a motel. Because he couldn't handle going to the flat. He could barely go outside. He would spend most his days at Sherlock's grave. If he wasn't there. He was in the flat. Doing whatever he could muster the strength for. Crying, screaming, pacing. Whatever helped him work out his pain. 

On a gloomy Tuesday. As John was just finally going out to get some much needed groceries. As he was walking into the flat, he lost grip on the bag and food and such spilt out everywhere. 

"S-Sherlock?" He said as his voice cracked. Tears starting to stream. 

"You can't be... I watched you..." He said. Sherlock just gave a smirk. 

"I'm home John." He said. 

"You! You... Left me! To deal with your death... But you where alive. This whole time?!" He said shouting. The smirk fading into a frown. 

"I.. had to do it to save you..." He said. John shook his head and started to walk out the door. Sherlock ran after him and grabbed his wrist. 

"John... Please. I'm not happy about what I put you through... But it had to be done. And I.. I'm terribly sorry." He said looking down. John turned to him. 

"Y-you left me alone...." He said as his voice failed him again. 

"I know John. I wish I hadn't had to..." He says. John pulls him to him, hugging the life out of him. 

"But your home now. And you are. Never. Leaving me again. You got that Holmes?" He said looking up at him. Sherlock smirked, nodded, and placed a long awaited kiss on the other man's lips. John full of hurt and shocked nearly pulled away, but instead moved closer, returning the kiss. 

Author's Note

This is just a starter. If more is wanted. I will make it it's own book and keep going.

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