Amy looked over at him. He had been silent for days, ever since he woke up. He hadn’t said a word to anyone, not even John or her. It always seemed like he was in a place far away where she couldn’t get through to him. Staring off for hours, only occasionally moving and eating.
Yeah, yeah, she knew that sometimes he was like that when he was working on a case. This was different. She knew it wasn’t the fact that his condition had been caused by Moriarty. It was something else, something he wasn’t telling anyone. Whatever happened in that warehouse was staying between him and Moriarty, it seemed.
Amy’s gaze dropped down.
She missed her Detective Boy.
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