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Just a little drabble that popped into my head to cheer up the ending of The Sign of Three.
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Mary watched over John's shoulder from the dance floor as Sherlock left the wedding reception, she had considered telling John he was leaving but she knew he would just make the detective come back and that would make him uncomfortable, so she just watched.
She watched as Sherlock came to stop by a large tree.
She watched as a figure of a woman came out of the tree's shadow to stand in front of Sherlock.
She watched as Sherlock and the figure closed the distance between them, their lips meeting.
She watched her hand going up into his hair, his hand sliding to her back.
She watched as they broke apart.
She watched their hands drop down between them, keeping them connected.
She watched as they gazed into each other's eyes.
And she watched as they turned and began to walk down the path together, towards the brightly lit street.
She watched and she smiled, Sherlock Holmes was in love. It explained his odd behaviour during the days leading up to the wedding, she and John had thought he was nervous about losing John but they had misread the signs. Sherlock Holmes was love sick.
Finally she watched as her husband smiled down at her lovingly and inside she thought 'I might just be a little love sick too'.
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