"I thought it would be the end. I was wrong."

The beeping of life-support machines filled the hospital room. I sat there, holding my elderly husband's hand. He was on the verge of his last breath. There were tears in my eyes, as well as in his. He was slipping away from me. His presence, all of his memories, everything that he was, soon would be gone forever.

Suddenly, a memory hit me. I remembered the first time we met. I remembered how he figured out basically everything about me by just looking at me. I was absolutely impressed that night by his utter brilliance. It saddened me to my core that his brilliant mind would soon dissapear within a matter of minutes.

I remembered the first time we kissed. We had just solved a tough case, and the adrenaline was still surging through us. We were happy then. Really happy.

I remembered how Sherlock needed to delete information in order to maintain his genius mind. He had actually forgotten about how the solar system worked, so I had to teach him. I remembered telling him how the sun and the moon needed each other because the moon could never shine without the sun. I remembered him secretly thinking that was kind of sweet, and later telling me that I was kind of like the sun to his moon.

I remembered our wedding day. I remembered how beautiful it was. We finally tied the knot that night, and I was the happiest man alive. I remembered the vows including the words "till death do us apart."

Reality snapped me out of my wild train of memories.

Sherlock looked at my face and smiled at me for the last time. His smile was faint and weak. It just about broke my heart.

"John," he whispered. "I've said it once, and I'll say it once more: you are the sun to my moon. I love you." Then he closed his eyes. He was gone. I laid my head on him and cried quietly. I never even got to say I loved him back.

It had been a month since Sherlock died when I had the heart attack. The doctors said I was going to die of a broken heart within a few hours.

It was 12:30 am. I had approximately 30 minutes left to live. I looked out the window and saw the full moon. It's faint light was illuminating the wall behind me. It was almost as if the moon was trying to comfort me, trying to tell me that I wasn't alone. That simply wasn't true. The love of my life was gone, and I was going to die alone.

It was 12:59 am and I could feel myself slipping. I gasped for air, but very little oxygen was able to enter my lungs. I began to fade away into eternal darkness...

Or so I thought. I opened my eyes, and I was no longer in the hospital bed. Instead, I was surrounded by a brilliant, yellowish- white light. Surprisingly enough, I didn't feel sadness or despair anymore. Instead, I felt this indescribable, inextinguishable exuberant feeling. It was a feeling of pure joy, peace, and love. I was finally at ease.

I looked down at my body, and strangely enough it wasn't there! However, I didn't care. I was bursting with love and happiness. But that's when I remembered something: Sherlock.

Although I was in a state of perfect joy, surrounded by warm energy, I couldn't shake the feeling of missing him. Some feelings are just too strong to ever fully disappear.

I blinked, and I was able to see the outside of the great ball of energy that was surrounding me. It seemed my spirit was now inhabiting the sun! All of the planets were orbiting around me, including the earth. I looked closer at the earth, and I was able to zoom in so far that I could see a drop of water on a single blade of grass in Africa.

I looked past the earth and I saw the moon. That's when I realized something peculiar about the moon. It was smiling at me. No, I couldn't see an actual physical smile. But I could feel the essence of a smile. It was a familiar smile, too.

"Sherlock?" I said silently.

"John!" Replied the moon. It really was Sherlock! I grew even happier than I had initially felt when I was first surrounded by the joyful enery of the sun. Although my thoughts had no sound, Sherlock could still hear me, and I could still hear him.

Now Sherlock and I take care of the earth. I am the Sun and he is the Moon. Even death couldn't do us apart.