No ones POV
John Watson stares at the computer screen as he thinks of what to write for his last post ever on his blog.
He looks at the keyboard and starts writing: It's been over a year, now. No one reads this blog anymore. It doesn't matter, anyway. I think this will be my last post. There's no reason to try and continue when there's no point. So, I'm done. The last thing I'll say here, the last thing that I'll leave, is something someone told me a long time ago...I thought it was stupid at the time, but really it's the wisest thing anyone has ever said.
Alone is what I have, alone protects me.
And that was all he wrote. (Author's note: I got the post from a picture I got from Pinterest. Credit goes to the creator of that picture.)
He looked at his computer as he noticed a comment that was left on the post he just wrote. It said: Wrong. Friends protect people.
He tried to figure out who sent that but it was anonymous. "Damn" he said under his breath. After that he shut down he computer and got ready for a special night. Tonight was the night he was going to propose to his girlfriend Mary.
And that was the last thing he did before it all went wrong.
~Time skip~
John's POV
I stared at the man. The man who was dead for two years and magically appeared back into my life. I was extremely pissed.
"Two. Bloody. Years. Sherlock!" I yelled at him. People were staring but what the hell. I don't care because my best friend is back from the dead. Mary looked at me frowning as she knew that if she spoke she wouldn't help. "I know but I wasn't sure if you would let the cat out of the bag...." Sherlock said as he tried to go on about how I would let " the cat out of the bag" "Bloody Hell! You let me grieve over you for bloody two years!! Do you realize how bloody much you affected me when you died?! No you don't because you're bloody Sherlock. Bloody. Holmes and you don't know a damn thing about being a human being!" I yelled at him and that was the thing I said to him as I walked out with Mary.
~A few days later~
No ones POV
Mary sat on the bed as she read John's blog. She giggled some at what she was reading but forgot that John was right next to her. " What are you giggling about Mary?" He asked as he tried to look over her shoulder to she what she was reading. She looked at him and shut off her device and put it down. " Oh nothing Jawn." She giggled again as she added emphasis to his name. "Aw come on Mary, you were reading my blog weren't you?" he asked her. " Um...no..." She said as she hesitated answering. "Mary..." He said calmly. She looked down and didn't reply as she covered her face with her arms as she didn't look at him in fear she would have to tell the truth. "Aw come on Mary." He said. She still didn't answer him. John chuckled and started to tickle her. She jumped as she started to laugh uncontrollably. " Bloody Hell John!" She said as she was being tickled to death by him. He chuckled and continued. " Hmm no I won't stop till you tell me the truth." " Okay Okay I'll tell you the truth just please stop tickling me John" she said as she was out of breathe from him tickling her. He smiled and stopped tickling her. " Alright Mary I stopped so you have to tell me now." He said with a goofy grin on his face. " Oh fine....I was reading your blog..." She said with a slight pout on her face. He chuckled deeply and smirked. " I knew you were missy." "Oh hush it." She said as she pouted more. " Why are you pouting dear?" John asked her. "No reason..." She said as she looked away. He pulled her close to him and engulfed her in a big hug.
~Author's Note~
Hello Fellow Sherlockians.
Anywho, I have decided to make a special for Doctor Who on this story. It's about the Doctor and Rose. So I hope you will enjoy that.
Until next time,
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Book One: When John met Mary/How we fell in love
FanfictionThis story is about how John Watson met and fell in love with Mary Morstan. And the events that happen in their lives.