"What?" Sherlock murmured, looking over at John.
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John shook his head. “I’m just glad I have you.”
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"So you're not gonna tell me to get out anymore?" Sherlock murmured, a little smile on his lips.
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John shook his head quietly.
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"I missed you, John. I really did miss you and I really am sorry." Sherlock murmured, looking up at him.
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“I missed you too.” John whispered.
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Sherlock watched him a while in silence. "You will come see me in America, right?" He whispered. "And you'll take the flat when we leave?"
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John nodded slowly. “Yeah... of course.”
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Sherlock gave him a gentle smile. "We'll be back though. We couldn't stay away forever. Saf and I would miss you too much."
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John gave a small smile. “I’ll miss you both too.”
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"If you came with us, you wouldn't have to." Sherlock whispered with a shrug
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John looked away. “I know.”
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"I'm not forcing you too, though." Sherlock assured him. He sighed, laying his head on John's chest. "On a scale of one to five, how bad have I screwed up my life so far?"
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John shook his head. “You haven’t screwed it up. You still have me, Aurora, Saf... Faye is alive.”
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"Faye hates me. So does Iggy and Roxy." Sherlock told him.
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“But they’re alive. They’ll be okay.” John told him although he wasn’t as certain about the second half of his sentence.
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"I hope so." Sherlock mumbled. "I wish I was as good at talking to people as you are. Then they wouldn't hate me."
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John laughed dryly. “That isn’t true. Half the time viper hates me.”
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Sherlock hugged John gently. "That isn't true. I don't think Viper could hate anything. He's just a moody little bitch."
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John shook his head slightly. “I don’t know how or why he’s still with me.”