AN: This is just a little reunion 221-word drabble I wrote—my first uploaded fanfic—in honor of Sherlock Holmes Week 2012. I hope you enjoy. If there's interest, I'll try to write more, but as of now, it's complete.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock and John sigh for this version belongs to Moffat, Gatiss, and the BBC. (And of course ACD himself). This is purely for fun and not for profit.
That said, enjoy!
Questions and an Answer at 221B
Sherlock hesitated for a moment in front of 221 Baker Street. At this moment, a multitude of questions ran through his head. Could he do this? Would John accept him? Could life at 221 B Baker Street be as it was before the Fall? So many questions and only two possible answers, the hoped for yes, or the dreaded no. He knew that there was a good chance that it could be either answer. After all, it had been three years. Three years that as far as John was concerned, he was dead. Three years that they had both been dying inside. Had it all been worth it? Now that question was easy to answer. Yes, of course it had been worth it. John. Mrs. Hudson. Lestrade. Yes, it had all been worth it. But would John really welcome him back into his life? There was only one way to find out; he had to open the door and find out. To Sherlock, a moment seemed like an eternity. But as he opened the door and came face to face with his friend-his only friend-he saw the answers in his eyes. In the tears that began to stream down both of their faces. There was only one answer. And it was it would always be between John and Sherlock. Yes.
