Claire was sitting on a bench as she waited for Sarah and John. Her mobile buzzed, and she checked it.

At the airport. Where are you?
Sarah

Turn left when you come in and I'll keep an eye out for you

Claire

Claire looked around for her friends, mostly watching the main entrance. They didn't show up for a while, and she considered heading over to the information desk to get a call out for them. She kept waiting, and eventually she stood up to head towards the information desk. But there, standing at the very desk, was Sherlock, talking to the lady at the desk and handing her something Claire couldn't see. She sat back down on her bench seat and ducked her head, hoping he wouldn't see her. She looked up while keeping her head down, only to see him pointing her out to the lady at the information desk. Failing at hiding, she lifted her head. What if he wanted to come with her? What if he decided to fly away with her? How could she tell him she wanted to go alone? Did she want to go alone? Did the fact that he wanted to come with her mean that maybe he did like her after all? Was he even asking for tickets?

She watched as he walked away from the desk over to John and Sarah, who she hadn't noticed before. He engaged in a discussion with them, chatting about something. They started to walk off, and a cluster of people walked in front of Claire, blocking her view. When they passed, Claire could no longer find Sarah, John or Sherlock among the crowd. Deflated, Claire sat back down. There was a slight screech in the sound system, and the first sounds of music filled the airport. Claire recognised the song- Brian McFadden's Like Only a Woman Can.But the lyrics were different. They had been changed.

And it most certainly wasn't Brian McFadden singing. It was none other than Sherlock Holmes.

"I'm not perfect; I've done a lot of stupid things. I'm no angel. Now I'm looking for forgiveness. I was too laid up on my pride. Shocked by your attention.

Did someone sign me up for love? I didn't want it; but now I can't live without it.

You changed my life, you cleaned me up. You found my heart like only a true love can. You pull me up when you know I'm sad. You know this man; like only a true love can." The entire airport had turned their attention to the man with the microphone, but his eyes were only on one person. His eyes were on Claire. Claire's eyes were on Sherlock, she thought, but with the tears welling up in them it was hard to tell exactly what they were seeing. It was easier, however, when he walked up to her, and stood right in front of her.

"You're kinda perfect. You're kinda everything I'm not. Yes you're an angel. And it's amazing how you're patient, even more at times I'm not. You're my conscience.

Who decided I'd be yours? I want to hate them, 'cause now I can't live without you.

You changed my life, you cleaned me up. You found my heart like only a true love can. You pull me up when you know I'm sad. You know this man; like only a true love can.

Like only a true love can" The song was cut short, but on a bar in which it wasn't obvious unless you knew the song. Turning off the microphone and dropping it to the floor, Sherlock leaned towards Claire and kissed her, holding her head in his hands. The large audience at the airport clapped and cheered, in part for the kiss and in part for the song. But that didn't matter to Claire or Sherlock, who were happy to ignore everyone else in the room. John turned towards Sarah, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. He wasn't the only one who considered it romantic. Many couples throughout the crowd were engaged in lip-lock, others still cheering, some already returning to what they were doing before. It had, however, been a memorable experience for them all.

Sherlock, Claire, John and Sarah climbed into a cab and gave it directions to 221B Baker Street. Claire had thrown away her ticket to Greenland, now able accept that she had never wanted to go. Plus, it was hard to refuse Sherlock when he was kissing her so tantalisingly.

As the group drove through London, Claire looked out the windows at the city she had wanted to leave. How silly was she to think she would be able to live without it? She turned to Sherlock, sitting in the seat next to her. And how had she been able to believe that she could forget Sherlock? A very crazy person indeed.

The group stepped into the flat they were so familiar with, sitting down casually on the chairs.

"I still don't understand something" John admitted "How come Sherlock thought Claire was cheating on him with Al?"

"How was I wrong?" Sherlock asked Claire. Three pairs of eyes were staring at her.

"All made a move on her and she rejected the ass" Sarah answered for her, taking the extremely harsh focus off Claire.

"Why Greenland?" Sherlock asked

"I wanted to ski and snowboard and stuff. That way I'd always have something to do if I was bored"

"Why didn't you answer my calls?" Sherlock asked

"Because I didn't want to tell you how I felt." Claire answered honestly. Sherlock nodded

"Why did you pick that song?" Claire asked Sherlock

"It came on the radio and it reminded me of you" Sherlock replied

"How often are you going to take her on a date?" Sarah asked Sherlock

"Once a fortnight?" Sherlock asked

"Wrong" Sarah said

"Once a week?" Sherlock asked

"Twice a week" Sarah commanded

"Once if there is a case?"
"Three times if there isn't a case"

"Come on!" Sherlock complained

"Claire's right there, you know" John said

"It's alright" Claire said, leaning against Sherlock "I understand he isn't normally very clear with his emotions"

"See. That's why I like this girl"

Sherlock was embarrassed to find his little performance on TV that night. Sherlock and Claire were seated on the couch while John and Sarah were lounging in other chairs. All stood up when the news on TV playing in the background started to play the song Sherlock had been singing earlier in the morning. Footage from multiple mobile phones was displayed. Luckily, Sherlock hadn't been identified. The reporter was saying how this romantic display had caused a bit of love in the air, showing footage of multiple couples in the crowd kissing, including, to their great embarrassment, John and Sarah. To Claire, however, it just made her feel even luckier.