#020417

Apparently John had forgotten all about the Medical Conference and his plans to visit some extended family and friends while he is up there. Considering the whirlwind that was the past couple of days, I can’t even say I blame him. The case, Soo Lin’s death, everything happening between him and Sherlock... The poor man has had other things on his overworked and tired mind.

Now he can’t seem to get it off his mind.

All throughout breakfast he kept fussing about. Halfheartedly poking at his eggs, fingers scratching along the handle of his steaming mug of tea, eyes flittering across the table. He was a nervous mess.

Of course Sherlock noticed right away the change in mood. He waited patiently, face hidden behind the morning paper, to give John time to collect his thoughts. After a couple of minutes of this, though, he let out a resigned sigh, put down the newspaper and prodded until John talked.

Turns out John will be gone for a little more than a month. And he is leaving tomorrow. With Sarah. So...yeah.

Let’s just say breakfast was a quiet affair after that.