You can't fool a Doctor.
After all, taking people's pulses is basically what I do all the live long day.
Check the pulse, check the eyes, check the lungs. All standard procedure.
So when I say someone is dead.
They're dead.
No pulse. Obviously means dead.
The body I walked away from two years ago. Was dead.
I'd moved on.
We'd all moved on.
Me, less better than others had.
Even though I was the one to confirm death originally.
It's not always the easiest to believe that one you considered as close as family, would never walk in your door again.
So how...how could they be standing right in front of me.
When I'd confirmed them dead, two years ago.
After all...you shouldn't be able to fool a doctor.
-Inspiration in response to watching Sherlock Season 4 Episode 1
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