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“John, how do you stand going to the market? Those people are ludicrously slow.”

Sherlock huffed and ran a hand through his unruly mop, collapsing onto the couch. “I refuse to purchase anything, you go.”

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John chuckled to himself. "I cannot stand going either. Why did you even go in the first place?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest, smiling in amusement.

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John looked around, hearing a woman talking, but it looked as if he was alone. "Did I just hear Tooth Fairy?" John asked himself. He looked in front of him and squinted his eyes a bit, a blurry image of what seemed to be a mix of a humming bird and woman.

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"Ms. Adler, Sherlock." John gave a slight nod. "A non familiar face, hello. John Watson."

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"Sherlock, hello to you again. Others, hello. Dr. John Watson at your service."

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"Sherlock. Any new cases? To the others, hello, John Watson. Can I help you?"

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"John Watson, at your service. May I help you with anything?"

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What a peculiar thing to ask, Sherlock thought. Why, indeed, did Sherlock feel inclined to please Moriarty? The Detective glanced away, seeming thoughtful. And thoughtful he was, a grin that almost made him appear childish coming to light. The answer seemed clear enough. He and Moriarty were nearly the same person, if not for the darkness that separated them. Moriarty was the only person who understood Sherlock and his entirety, and was the only man who could challenge his mind. In turn, Sherlock had to constantly impress the man and stay one step ahead of him. Well, try to stay one step ahead of him. That’s why he gave Moriarty what he wanted.

Of course, Sherlock never said anything. He wouldn’t share his mind with John in fear that John wouldn’t understand the connection he shared with his one, great rival. He was afraid John wouldn’t approve and would say Moriarty was unhealthy for him. Sherlock knew Moriarty was like a vile of poison, but he would be damned if he didn’t drink the whole thing. Sherlock needed Moriarty - just like he needed John. For obvious reasons John chose to ignore.

“Why protect you?” Sherlock suddenly asked, glancing back to John. He laughed without any humor in the sound, shaking his head. He couldn’t believe John needed to ask. “Goodness, John, I would have thought you figured that out back when I first admitted you were my only friend. If you’re my only friend, don’t you think I’d want to protect you? With everything I had to offer; even if it was my life? That’s what a friend does, right? Take a bullet for the person that means most to him? In my case, committing a suicide?” Sherlock asked, tilting his head as if what he said was harmless. In short, he didn’t realize how much that might mean to someone else.

Ah, yes. He almost forgot John had asked what he was going to do. For once, the Detective had no bloody idea. Nothing. He had spent all this time in hiding, wondering the very thing John had asked. How was the great Sherlock Holmes going to fix everything that had happened? “No, no.” He answered as if he were in control of what he was going to do, shaking his hand and beginning to pace in the room. “Changing my name and my appearance would mean changing my life. I don’t choose to live any differently than I do now. Rather, how I used to. With you. Solving crimes. Before my fall.” He explained.

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"Alright, well what are you going to tell Lestrade or the press? They all watched you..... 'die.' You can't really just tell them that whole story. How do you expect everything to return to normal?" John asked, concern. Yes, it seemed as if he was nothing, but full of questions, but they all had a meaning behind them and he knew Sherlock was smart enough to figure out the meaning. John was just trying to help him sort everything out.

John wanted nothing more than for everything to be normal again. Where they would do ridiculous crimes involving serial killers and John would turn it into some adventure and post it on his blog. Oh how he missed those days. Unfortunately, those days seemed far out of reach. Sherlock's fall was going to be interfering with all of those fantasies, but that was alright. He wanted his friend to be him again.

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Oh gosh. I really wasn't gone that long, was I? Oh my, oh my. I am so incredibly sorry you guys. I've been so caught up in everything and trying to recover from my surgery and just askfskjdgskdjgh. C H A O S. Alright. I'm going to get to replies and follower welcomes and what not okay? Okay. Let's get to roleplaying.

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{ OMG. OMG. OMG. I am so happy to see you are still here! I’m sorry to hear about the back surgery, but I’m definitely glad you’re feeling much better now! I MISSED YOU. <3 }

[Love! I wouldn't leave at all! No need to be sorry! I am now a full body rather than just all legs and barely any torso c: I even grew two inches! I'm extremely happy with the results. I MISSED YOU TOO. <3 It'll be a while since I got a new laptop which means new gifs D; but I will definitely reply <3]

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Apologies my followers and fellow roleplayers! I had major back surgery on November 30 so I've been gone for a week to recover a bit from it. I am now way better than I was and now I'm feeling like my old self again. I am actually going to go to bed and tomorrow I will begin replying to the threads I owe and starting new ones for all my new followers. (Hi!) Goodnight everyone! I love all of you dearly! I cannot wait to begin roleplaying again.

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“Allowing this?” Sherlock snapped his eyes up, frowning, it wasn’t angry he just felt but it was that feeling of annoyance when he was blamed for something that wasn’t his fault, “John, I didn’t ask for this happen so why on earth would I allow” he got up, pacing backwards and forwards though he was a little shaky on his feet, “Parts of the tumor can be removed, to ease the process, but it’s grade-” Sherlock stopped talking and turned his attention to John, “-it’s a bit not good. I’ll be starting chemo soon” he had hidden this for too long, far too long. Sherlock held onto John’s arm for support. The touch was a bit too much and he sort slipped down onto the floor and held onto John’s middle. Just holding him. Not in a romantic way, just that Sherlock was scared, he would never admit it but right now he needed his friend.

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"I didn't mean it like that, Sherlock." John spoke softly. "I know you didn't ask for it. I was just simply asking why don't you go get help." He looked at him, worry filling his eyes. It wasn't until Sherlock was holding onto him that John realized how scared Sherlock was. John hugged Sherlock, letting his friend know that he was always there. He reminded Sherlock that he wasn't going to leave at all.

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“Well John, who else would I be?” Sherlock smirked, fingers tapping lightly on the to of the laptop, while Sherlock didn’t like having someone around him twenty four seven, he enjoyed John’s company, the chats they had and how easy it was to talk to them. “I get bored John, would you rather I ruin the rest of deposit on the wall or do this?”

“You can watch some of the footage back” Sherlock went to open his laptop and then stopped, he was too great at understanding jokes and he wasn’t sure if John was joking or not, Sherlock sucked his lips together - he let it pass, there was no point into getting wound up over something that he might have misunderstood. “Coffee?” that wasn’t an offer, that was suggestion, Sherlock needed a drink as well but he be damned if he would make it.

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"I guess I have to make it, am I correct?" He smirked at Sherlock as he lifted himself off of the chair and walked over to the kitchen. He prepared the drink and looked over at Sherlock. "Any new cases catch your interest lately? I heard from Lestrade there were quiet a few odd ones." John was trying to make conversation, he really didn't know what else to do while he waited for the coffee to brew.

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Apologies my lovely rp partners! All of the threads I owe a reply on, are in my drafts as of right now. I actually have to go pack my bag for the hospital and get to bed because I have a super long day tomorrow. But I’m pulling an all nighter tomorrow, so I’ll have plenty of time to get on those replies.

Friday, Friday, Friday. The big day. That day I will not be on Tumblr until maybe about 6 pm, maybe??? I’ll be hella high off of drugs and what not (yay) so if I seem to be really weird, there’s a reason for that. I should be on Saturday and Sunday though, I won’t be using gifs, but I will have computer and internet access. :) Ain’t surgery just fantastic?

I’ll keep you guys updated on how I am doing after the surgery and all that, if you guys want to know anyway. Probably not, but whatever.

Goodnight guys!