It was late the next day before Sherlock came to. He had an oxygen mask to help with the smoke in his lungs, and bandages on his arms and legs. The burns would heal, he wouldn't need any skin grafts, but it would take some time, and he would be in some pain for a while, the doctors told him.

He lay back, closing his eyes one night, full of painkillers, but still that didn't staunch the pain. He tried to reach out to John.. but he couldn't feel him any more.. Panic set in his breast, he wished Molly was here.. she would know if John was OK, right?