Transcript between John Watson (JW) and Sherlock Holmes on [blanked out] at [blanked out] to [blanked out]
JW: Sh - Sherlock?! Jesus Christ, is that really you?
JW: Christ... Sherlock... I - God, this is real. You're alive.
SH: You owe me a punch in the face, don’t you?
JW: Yeah. Yeah, you really do. So you did get my last letter. Good. That's... good. Where are you? What happened?
SH: I left the hospital yesterday.
JW: Why where in one, in the first place? I want to know, Sherlock. Just... please.
SH: John… I can’t. It’s not safe.
JW: Bullshit! You wouldn't have called if it wasn't safe. I want to know! That is the least you can do for me after everything you put me through!
SH: I am at an army base. This is a encrypted line so no one can trace it. That’s all I can tell you.
JW: Sherlock... I want to know. I want to know what you're going through. If I can't help you there, than at least let me... you know what, never mind. Why did you call?
JW: I - Jesus, Sherlock, I miss you too. You should be here! I just…
SH: But we both know I can’t. Not yet. How are you holding up?
JW: Yeah, I'm... I'm managing. Your brother is a bit of a pain but he keeps me on my toes. Better than it was, at least. You?
SH: i’m… I’ll be honest, the cuts still hurt. It’s getting better though.
JW: Okay, that's... all I could hope for really. Please, take care of yourself, Sherlock. I want you back here. I still owe me that punch remember?
SH: As long as you will be the one to look after it. I’ve seen enough hospitals for a lifetime.
JW: Of course I will. I am your doctor remember? And your friend. Just... promise me to come back in one piece.
SH: You know I will do everything I can to come home safely.
JW: That's good... can you tell me where you will be going next?
SH: No, but I can tell you I hope to be back before Christmas.
JW: Okay. That's - yeah, that's good. I'll manage that long. Mycroft thinks we will be able to figure out who the double is, so things can turn back to normal here. Though, I have to admit, kinda like this. Bit like you were here. The flat is... it was too quiet, Sherlock... I nearly moved out.
SH: Don’t let him touch my violin.
JW: Don't worry. It is your room with me. Oh, before I forget. Did you leave the hospital or did they let you go?
SH: They let me go. The doctor declared me fit enough to travel.
JW: I'm trusting you on that one. I can't even tell if you're lying or not.
SH: I’ll send you the file from the hospital, if it’s that important to you.
JW: It is, okay?! It is bad enough that you won't tell me what the hell happened to you and leave me here to worry and, if you haven't forgotten, the last phone call wasn't exactly an honest one now, was it?
SH: You say that like I had a choice.
JW: Jesus Sherlock... I'm sorry. I'm just angry. And I worry. I want you back here.
JW: Yeah... yeah, I - hold on. I can hear something. Be right back.
-long silence, then a gunshot-
JW: Hello? Sherlock, you still there?
SH: John… What’s going on?
JW: Look, I can't stay on the phone for long. Mycroft and I need to leave. They tried to... Jesus Christ, they were already in the house! What if Mrs Hudson... okay. Listen to me. I am fine. Your brother is fine and the bastard who broke in is knocked out. Anthea is on her way. Be careful! We don't know if they were listening in somewhere.
SH: Be careful. Please be careful. I need someone to come back to. I.. I need you.
JW: Sherlock... I'll be here. Do you hear me? I'll be here, waiting for you when you get back. Always.
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