Jennifer walked into the living room after working on a case all day with Lestrade, hoping for a warm welcome from her fiance, Mycroft Holmes. She didn't get the welcome she expected. Mycroft was laying on the sofa, his eyes closed and his breathing quiet and steady. He was asleep. And peaceful. Jennifer smiled. She silently stepped over to him and kissed his cheek. Mycroft opened his eyes.
"I'm home." Jennifer quietly told him.
Mycroft smiled at her, before awkwardly wrapping an arm around her.
"I'm glad." he whispered.
A/N:
Sorry it's so short! I wrote it yesterday while I was waiting for the coach to take me and some other people from school to a Matilda performance in London (which was amazing).
~Ellis~