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The Tardis flew through the vortex and Sherlock tapped lightly at the control panel. “Have you ever reunited with someone after disappearing for years?” He asked abruptly. The Doctor looked up  from his side of the controls and replied, “I have disappeared for centuries. You are wonder about the best way to tell John that your alive, aren't you?” Sherlock nodded and the Doctor smiled, “One time I disappeared for two years and reintroduced my self by jumping out of a cake at my friend’s stag party.” “I will keep that in mind,” Sherlock replied with feigned interest. The Tardis land

The Tardis landed on the bank of a quiet river and Sherlock Holmes emerged alone. He could see a boy sitting a few meters away tracing pictures into the dirt with a stick and oblivious to his presence. Sherlock circled around him, keeping out of sight in the forest of trees. When he was in position to approach the boy head on he started forward. Sherlock observed the boy. He was wearing old clothes that covered his bony frame and he had thick brown hair despite his malnutrition. Bruises ran up both sides of his head, the pattern suggesting they were intentional blows from an adult. Sherlock knew they would leave him partially deaf. The boy&#

Gun fire could be heard from the medial tent. John glanced at his only patient who was sleeping with the aid of powerful sedatives. A bullet shot through the air and John fell forward clutching his shoulder. Eyes watering with pain he could hear boot-clad foot steps rapidly approaching the tent. John looked up in time to see a soldier trying to enter pitch forward as a bullet caught him in the back. Wincing in pain John crawled to the man and felt his wrist for a pulse. Unable to detect one he rolled the man over to check his neck. He froze in horror as when he saw a mass of dark curls under the helmet. Sherlock’s lifeless eyes stared