“Please stay.\u201d Sherlock blinked and looked back at John. He looked small, there in the hospital bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sure Mary will be along shortly.\u201d<\/p>\n
John shook his head. \u201cI want you to stay.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sherlock looked at him, weighing his options. Finally he crossed the room and took a seat. John reached out and fingered the familiar coat. \u201cAfter you jumped…I kept your coat. I…used to sleep in it sometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was nothing Sherlock could say to that. Instead he reached out and touched John\u2019s hand, tracing the knuckles. The hands that healed, or killed. But could he heal this?<\/p>\n
John placed his other hand over Sherlock\u2019s, stilling him. Looking up, Sherlock met his eyes, heart skipping. John said nothing, just gave him a smile. And that was all he needed for the world to be right.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
“Please stay.\u201d Sherlock blinked and looked back at John. He looked small, there in the hospital bed. \u201cI\u2019m sure Mary will be along shortly.\u201d John shook his head. \u201cI want you to stay.\u201d Sherlock looked at him, weighing his options. Finally he crossed the room and took a seat. John reached out and fingered the … <\/p>\n