A/N: I'm going with the idea that Harry and Clara have been back together

Sherlock was sprawled out over his bed. Harry was in the same room but sat on the sofa reading a magazine. Well trying to.

Both didn't know whether they'd be allowed visitors as the Rehab centre was new this year.

Sherlock had spent the first three hours commenting on his own boredom.

Harry had ignored him.

Now they sat in silence.

Something that Arena life had taught them to fear. Silence meant someone was coming. Harry couldn't help but feel on edge. Sherlock appeared unfazed.

The next day Mycroft had come to visit. Sherlock showed next to no interest. Harry had spoken to him briefly which was a lot more than Sherlock.

"What can they do to us because of our little 'rebellion'?"

"I don't know Miss Watson. As Sherlock 'kindly' pointed out. Your sudden death or even illness will be cause for the Gamemakers and our government to gain the blame. Most things that can happen to you from here on out will be blamed on your time in the Arena."

"So we're safe?"

"Supposedly. I must go now. I have some issues to attend to. I'm afraid I only got in due to my political status, John hasn't been granted such an opportunity. You'll have to wait until you release to see him" He glanced at his watch and left.

"What's the first you're going to do when you get home?" Harry asked Sherlock. It was midnight but she knew he wasn't asleep.

She wasn't asleep because she was excited about the freedom tomorrow brought. Sherlock wouldn't be asleep because he was Sherlock.

"Make sure John has disposed of my skull"

"Oh…Ok" she frowned at him through the darkness before laughing

"What about you?" Sherlock couldn't sound less interested

"I'll have to go and see Clara. And then I'm going to sleep. In my own bed with my own duvet for about three days"

"Why?"

"Because I can"

"I see"

Harry laughed "No you don't"

"No I don't" He agreed

"I reckon the first thing you'll do is deduce everything you can about John and make sure he's alright."

"As his older sister isn't that your job?"
"Yes but I can't tell what restaurant he's been to by the colour of his tie."

"You could if you tried. People just don't-"

"People observe but don't see. Yeah you've told me many times"

"Only four times"

"Yeah that's enough"

She heard Sherlock chuckle softly, a rare sound.

She didn't bother restarting their conversation. Both were happy with mutual silence.

Harry was the first to leave the Rehab centre. She ran outside to throw herself at John. She hugged him as if her life depended on it. He squeezed her back.

"Never do that to me ever again" He said into her neck

"It was revenge for you joining the army" she joked "It's so good to see you John."

"It's good to see you to."

They remained in one another's embrace for a moment then pulled away.

"How was life with Sherlock then?" he smiled at her

"Interesting but that could've just been forest life. I do pity you though John, he's not allowed to do anything with his bad arm. That means he's bored"

John laughed a proper smile spreading across his features for the first time in months.

"You should go see Clara" he gave her a pat on the back. "If you want to stay 'back together' that is"

Harry smiled at John giving him another quick hug before going to find Harry. John smiled after her for a moment before turning back around to see his flat mate walking out of the door tying his scarf around his neck. Sherlock looked John up and down

"You shouldn't be watching so much TV John. It's bad for your circulation and can only decrease your IQ"

"Nice to see you to"

"Indeed" Sherlock came to stand in front of John

"We match" John smirked

"I'm sorry?"

"We both have bad shoulders" John chuckled

"Yes John. Hilarious"

"Could you at least pretend to be out of the Hunger Games loop?"

"I'll have the press after me now"

"Come on. Lestrade's got you a police escort. Fancy anything in particular for dinner? And don't you dare say you're not hungry. You've been through hell the last months and trust me I know what hell's like"

"A take-away will be fine John."

"Take-away it is" John grinned at Sherlock, the detective offered a smile back. "Come on Lestrade's waiting"

John led Sherlock outside to the car park

"He got Harry a police escort as well. She's already gone with Clara."

"The Champion returns" Lestrade was leaning against his silver car smiling playfully, the smile softened and he pushed himself away from the vehicle "How've you been Sherlock?"

"My life's been on TV-"

"That doesn't tell me how you've been"

"I've been fine thank-you Lestrade"

"It's good to see you still alive."

"I'm sure Anderson won't hold the same feelings, how much did he bet that I'd be killed?"

"How the hell did you know about that?"

Sherlock just smiled "To Baker Street if you don't mind Detective Inspector. The further we can get away from this place the better"

1 month later…

Sherlock let his eyes scan the e-mail, Harry did email him occasionally. He typed the last three lines of his reply and hit the enter key before clicking the laptop shut.

"Come on Sherlock." John was pulling his coat on "Sherlock they just want to thank you. You found their painting"

"Dull"

"You just have to smile for the camera then we can go"

Sherlock rolled his eyes before turning to follow John but a soft thunk from behind him caught his attention. He turned around stormy eyes scanning the room finding an arrow in the far wall. One of his missing arena arrows. A blood red ribbon was tied around it. Sherlock yanked it from the wall. Embroidered on the ribbon in elegant script were three letters

IOU

What was that supposed to mean? His mind started churning through everything he could think of. What did that mean? Where had it come from? He flipped the ribbon over. Wrote on the back was JM.

"Sherlock!" John yelled up the stairs. Sherlock placed the arrow behind his violin where John wouldn't see it and followed John's voice.

It would appear James Moriarty was still alive

And wanted revenge.

Things were starting to look interesting.

THE END

A/N: In case you didn't guess from here it would go into The Reichenbach Fall. I am tempted by the thought of a sequel that would involve Sherlock's return after the Fall but with exams and stuff it will have to wait at least a few weeks if it is going to happen. Thank you to all of you amazing readers, your support/lovely reviews kept me going.

That's it from me now all I have to say is 'May the odds be ever in your favour' ;)