Hours later, John looks up to see the light pouring in the window.
"Its morning already?"
Mary looks up as well.
"Seriously? Oh well, at least its Saturday."
"There is that." John got up, working all the kinks out of his back."Tea?"
"Love a cup."Mary paused the tv and got up as well, clearing away some garbage from the take out dinner, taking it into the kitchen and tossing it. She took the cup of tea and sipped gratefully.
"So." John looked up at her."I'm gonna crash on your couch for a couple of hours, and then I'll help you clean out his room, if that's alright with you."
"Don't you want to get home?"
"No, I'm really tired."
"Then that's fine. I was going to get some sleep as well." They shared tired smiles and waddled off their separate ways, to sleep.
8 hours later, John woke up again and went downstairs, smiling slightly at the sight of the sleeping girl as he walked into the kitchen in jeans and a plain grey t-shirt. Just as he was pouring the tea, Mary shuffled into the kitchen after him. Her blond hair was roped around her collar bone, and she had ditched the jacket and her boots, looking like a tired Buffy.
"Mor-Afternoon."
"Afternoon."
"Tea?"
"Please."
They spent the next hour sipping tea and talking, two hours after that cleaning out Sherlock's room (during which there was a incident involving purple gel in a test tube and a unfortunate mouse), and then ordering Chinese take out and watching more Merlin.
Peaceful, calm and comfortable,John looked across the couch at the girl, who was relaxing as well. If it was for the same reason as him it was because living with Irene/Sherlock was barley ever peaceful. He smiled and sunk back into the show.
Sorry for this being late,everybody, and it being so short, but its been a hectic week and I'm beat.
I'll try to write more later.
R&R!