While this is only a short story it is a good one. I can see this happening with the charachters. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8529054/1/Alive
Alive by Johnnydspiratequeen
Sherlock opens his arms like he's expecting some kind of warm reception. John's features set like flint, his jaw rigid and his eyes cold. "I need some air," he says. He steps over the shattered mug and out of the flat. post Reichenbach/Return fic
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