It was a month again, seven and a half months total before he really saw Sherlock again. He sat by his hospital bed, wishing and wishing that he would come out of the coma and look at John and say "I came back for you."
But it never came, because one day he was sitting on the uncomfortable plastic chairs drinking the horrible coffee and eating the horrendous food, and he felt it. Just a slight twitch of the hand and John bolted upright, staring at him.
A few moments later a gasp came from it and he jumped up, and pressed the nurse call button.
"Sherlock?" He asked him in concern.
Sherlock looked wildly around the room, finally stopping and looking at John.
"Who are you, nevermind that, who am I? How did I get here?"
John's heart sunk and he choked back a sob. Oh no...
He could already feel his heart breaking in two.
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Sorry for it being so short, I didn't want to have the next part in the same chapter.
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Ten Thousand Ways To Break My Heart
FanfictionJohn and Lestrade find the recording of the falls while Sherlock is gone on his mission, and he comes back broken and bloodied, and has amnesia when he wakes up and learns about who he used to be. He starts to hate his old self, and never wants to g...
