A/N: December 19th response from December Calendar Challenge 2012. Prompt was from embracetheweird: Favourite music
Welcome Home
The smooth wood beneath his chin, the smell of the finish. He drew in a deep breath, revelling in the familiarity of it all. He held the bow aloft for a moment, then brought it scraping lovingly across the strings. He fell back into the music effortlessly. The last three years might have been a dream.
Mrs Hudson must have shown Watson in, for when next Holmes looked up, there his friend stood, a smile on his face and his eyes glistening with unshed tears.
"Welcome home, dear fellow."