“What is it, John?” he asked. “Did I do something wrong?” John opened and closed his mouth a few times before he found the ability to speak.
“No! It’s not that. It’s just… you… Sherlock, you have gills and a tail now,” John managed to choke out. Sherlock looked down and saw that his legs were gone and in their place was a silvery blue tail, just like he had in his dreams all those years ago.
Part Two of my Art/Fic Collaboration with practicefortheheart. We hope you guys like it as much as we do!!!