There wasn't a dry eye in the church.
Mrs. Hudson was crying the most.
Lestrade was there too.
All of their attention was on Sherlock and John, side by side at the end of the aisle.
In matching coffins.
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I was thinking and I just realized that I'll never meet Sherlock and my mind went "oh fuck" I now I'm really depressed :(
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Fanfiction"I know this is a bit stupid. But..... Happy Birthday Sherlock........... I know this was a waste of time...... Why would I say happy birthday to a grave?" -John Hamish Watson
