Tears of an Angel *Private*

[Leafwing12]

She closed her eyes, shaking a bit. She glanced over at Sherlock's body. She thought she saw his hand twitch a bit, but it was probably her imagination

[dannychan]

he took a shaky breath. "i'm sorry.." he whispered shakily.

[Leafwing12]

She closed her eyes. "...He's not coming back John." She whispered quietky

[dannychan]

he let out a shaky breath and hid his face.

[Leafwing12]

She blinked, watching John. She gave him a soft squeeze. "...I'll take care of you dad. I promise." She whispered

[dannychan]

he sniffed softly and laughed weakly. "no, it my job to take care of you, sweetie.."

[Leafwing12]

She frowned. "Bit you deserve to mourn." She whispered.

(Want to skip? Maybe it's been a few weeks when john has fallen into his depression?)

[dannychan]

sure

[Leafwing12]

(Alright)

It was a few weeks later. Faelynn had started taking care of John. Ever since Sherlock's death, John pretty much shut down. Of course Faelynn wouldn't let him start taking care of himself.

She sighed as she went downstairs, looking over. John was on the couch yet again. That's where he mostly stayed. She frowned, moving over. "Dad? Can I get you anything?" She asked

[dannychan]

john looked at her and shook his head. "no, sweetie.. i'm fine." he mumbled.