Summary : Sherlock and john where already dating (really they where married) but then John went to war and now two/three years later he's back and surprises sherlock along with the yard (Starts in a study of pink) Hope you enjoy
Third person pov
Flashback
John and Sherlock are seen hugging each other tightly by the front door of 221B Baker Street neither wanting to let go.
Both of their cheeks were raw red with tears falling down them, they pull away only for a second to kiss each other sweetly on the lips.
Loud knocking on the door made them stop kissing, John pulled away slowly he then held up his husband of two years ring sherlock realised what he was doing and did the same.
They then brought them together and smiled lovingly.
"I'll be back soon" murmured John
"but three years is to long love" said sherlock sadly
"remember I love you sherl"
Sherlock smiled a bit "I know I love you to John" he said.
They pulled apart and John grabbed his bags and walked out trying to not glance back, if he did he would of seen his husband slump to the floor sobbing into his arms.
Time skip (two years)...
Sherlock has thought of that day everyday for two years that John was gone, he hasn't taken of the necklace that held Johns wedding ring.
Sherlock was bored but that soon came to an end when he got a text from Destective inspector Greg Lestarde telling him about a case.
'there's been another suicide, this one has left a note get down to Brixton. Lauriston Gardens' ~ Lestarde
Sherlock sighed and put the necklace back and stood up straight, wiping away any stray tears.
He grabbed his favourite trench coat scarf and left the building and called for a cab as he got outside.
Time skip...
He soon made it to Lauriston Gardens, he quickly paid the cabbie and walked to the crime scene as he did he was greeted (not at all politely) but Sargent Sally Donavan.
SALLY
Hello Freak.
SHERLOCK
I'm here to see Detective Inspector Lestrade.
SALLY
Why?
SHERLOCK
I was invited.
SALLY
Why?
SHERLOCK
I think he wants me to take a look.
SALLY
Well you know what I think, don't you.
SHERLOCK
Always, Sally. I even know you didn't make it home last night. Just looks at him, dead-eyed, used to this. out of place.
Sally huffed and pulled out her walkie talkie "freaks here bringing him in" he said and lifted the police tape.
He then walked into the building agnoring Anderson and began to work, as he was deducting the body.
A police officer came up to Lestarde "there's a man here Sir apparently he wants to talk to sherlock" he said.
Lestarde looked at him dumbfounded before nodding to sherlock who had looked up at his name.
Sherlock then sprinted down the stairs quickly 'it's probably mycroft' he thought sourerly he soon made it and walked out of the building.
But froze at who was there, is was a short man with blonde hair cut military style with a military uniform on with visible bandages round his left shoulder.
He had a gentle smile on his face as he saw sherlock, sherlock stood there mouth open tears threatening to fall.
He then sprinted fast towards the man in front not caring if anyone saw him.
He got to the person and they hugged tightly sherlocks nose buried in the military man's neck shoulder visibly shaking.
They pulled apart jsut for them to look each other in the eyes, "John" breathed sherlock tears still running down his cheeks.
"Sherl" said John, they then Kissed passionately they heard several gasps of surprised behind them.
Sherlock pulled back and took of the ring around his necklace and brought John's hand up and put in on kissing his hand afterwards.
John did the same, both smiling happily at each other.
"OK what the bloody hell is happening" yelled a confused Di, John and sherlock turned to face most of the yard.
"this is my husband John watson-Holmes" announced sherlock John smiled at everyone waving slightly before wincing gripping his injured shoulder.
Sherlock quickly acted "you got shot" he said gently holding his hand Iver John's.
John tried to smile back but it looked more like a grimace "yep that's why I'm home early Sherl" he said.
Sherlock then wrapped an arm around john and began walking away from the crime scene, "I'm going now and you won't be seeing me for at least two weeks" called sherlock.
Lestarde nodded to himself to shocked to do anything else.
The end
This is probably the longest oneshot I've ever written so I hoped you have liked it I put a lot of work into it I hoped you have liked it sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes.
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