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"I made $500 today. Second cat I found this week." Joan smiled, adjusted the screen on her laptop and watched Sherlock wince.

"I'm sorry Watson ... utter waste of your talents."

FaceTime had become a daily occurrence.

"It's not that bad. We've done worse...."

"True." He cleared his throat. "You should come out for a visit."

"You've only been gone two weeks."

"15 days ...." he corrected her.

"21 hours, 9 minutes ..." she murmured.

He looked away from the screen for a second before he spoke. "I miss you."

"I miss you too. " They silently stared at each other across an ocean.