The TARDIS materialized just outside of 221b Baker Street, and three men stepped out of the doors. The first one, wearing the bow tie gave the two other men a smile as they walked to the home of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson.
"So, what are you two going to do now that there's no Moriarty to cause problems?" The Doctor asked, stopping in front of the door to their flat.
"Oh I don't know, I'm sure something will come up eventually." John said, smiling.
"Until then I suppose I'll just be very, very bored." Sherlock sighed and looked down at John who raised his eyebrows, "Or maybe not too bored."
"Well you do know that if you ever need help with anything, I'm just a parallel world away." The Doctor joked, leaning against the front door.
"And I'm sure it will be ridiculously hard to contact you. But thank you for your offer." Sherlock rolled his eyes, "I doubt anything will come up that we'll need your help on anyway. Short of an alien invasion."
"I really don't think there's aliens in our universe, Sherlock." John said, crossing his arms.
"One can never be so sure." The Doctor said, "And in any case, there is a crack in space and time right on the line of our two worlds, so... Any Dalek, Cyberman or Sontaran could accidentally slip through, and then where would you be?"
"What on earth is a Sontaran?" John asked.
"Little potato men... They're war machines. Really very cute once you get past their undying need to challenge every species that isn't them." The Doctor laughed and then the door to 221b was thrown open, causing him to fall on his back.
"Sherlock! John! Where have you been?" Mrs. Hudson asked, her face contorted with worry, she looked down at the Doctor, "Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't think there would be anyone leaning on the door, dear. Here let me help you up!" She held out her hand and the Doctor took it, not really needing it.
"Uh, thank you." He said.
"Oh he's a cute one." She said, smiling. She pointed at him and gave Sherlock a thumbs up with a wink.
"Mrs. Hudson, is there a particular reason you were worried about our whereabouts?" Sherlock said, raising his voice slightly when he said her name.
"Oh, you've just had dozens of people coming by, asking for you. Words gotten out that you found that dreadful man and put him behind bars." She said, her worried expression turning for a moment into a proud smile.
"Already? It literally just happened." John said.
"No, that was a week ago!" She said, the worry coming back as John and Sherlock looked at the Doctor.
"Oops." He said, his face softening, "Sorry."
"We've missed a week!" John shouted, rubbing his face, "I'm probably fired."
"That's the issue with time travel," Mrs. Hudson said, and they all stared at her in disbelief.
"What?" Sherlock asked, "How... Would you know that?"
"Well you seemed confused about it having been a week and John said you missed it... It doesn't look like you've been partying or doing drugs." She said, and Sherlock was taken aback, "You're not the only one who notices things, dear. Now come in, I'll put on some tea." She smiled and turned, heading into her own flat.
"That was... Impressive." John said, a small smile forming, "You've certainly rubbed off on her."
"It seems so." Sherlock smirked slightly, looking back at the Doctor, "So off you go?"
"Yes, I've gotten an urgent message from U.N.I.T. There seems to be a space ship headed for Earth sometime in the future, I have to go talk to them."
"U.N.I.T.?" John asked.
"I work for them!" The Doctor exclaimed, "I've always worked for them, well not always, but for a while. I never really stopped. They handle other worldly contact on Earth in my universe. They're really not very good for anything." He shook his head.
"Right... Interesting." John said, Sherlock seemed to be uninterested in their conversation.
"Alright, well I'd better be off then..." The Doctor shook John's hand, and held his own out to Sherlock.
"How would we contact you, if we needed to?" Sherlock asked, his mind reeling. The Doctor thought for a moment before pulling out his screwdriver.
"Give me your phone." He said, and Sherlock handed it over. The Doctor closed his eyes and altered the phone's technology, giving it universal roaming, "This works in my universe... You can make a call from anywhere in space and any year. I'm not sure if it works between universes... And if it does, well... I don't know why I didn't give one to Rose." He smiled sadly and handed the phone back, "Call me. If you need me."
"Will do, Doctor." Sherlock smiled and shook the Time Lord's hand.
"Until next time." He raised his eyebrows and walked away.
"Alright, time for tea then?" Sherlock said, walking in the door with John at his heels.
"When are we going to tell Mrs. Hudson that she was right about us?" John asked, and Sherlock turned to him.
"Oh I don't know, never?" He replied and they headed up the stairs.
"Really? You don't want to see the look on her face?"
"Not really, no. She'll just dote over us. I'd like to keep what we have to ourselves. If someone asks, then yes, of course, we tell them. But it's not really any of their business, is it?" Sherlock said, dropping into his chair.
"No, I guess not." John half smiled and knelt in front of Sherlock, "But I don't mind if they do know. Just so you know. I'm not ashamed."
"I didn't think you were, John." Sherlock smirked and leaned into John. Their foreheads resting against each others.
"Are you?" John asked, hesitantly.
"Don't be an idiot." Sherlock replied, moving his lips to John's and giving him a light kiss.
"Sorry to interrupt the moment, boys." Mrs. Hudson said, doing just that, "I've brought you your tea." Sherlock and John started laughing, their foreheads still touching. John finally opened his eyes and looked at their land lady.
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Hudson." John said, standing.
"Can't deny it now, John. I've seen it!" She said, giving him a smile before she left the flat, closing the door behind her.
"Well there goes our plan. She'll tell everyone now." Sherlock said, standing and heading to the kitchen.
"Oh well." John said, joining his flatmate.
"Oh well indeed." He said, handing John a cup and picking up his own, "Let's make a toast."
"With tea?" John asked, smiling slightly.
"Yes, with tea. It's what we have and it's just as good as any other beverage, if not better." Sherlock replied, slightly annoyed.
"Alright, alright. Let's make a tea toast." John smiled wider at Sherlock's growing annoyance.
"Ok, a toast. To a new chapter of our lives..." He raised his cup and John did the same, "To new experiences and..." He hesitated.
"To us." John finished, smiling. Sherlock replied the smile as they tipped their cups together and they both took a sip.
"Yes, to us."
WELL! That's it for this story. I know you guys probably hate me. BUT FEAR NOT! For I got ideas for a couple new stories... I was watching His Last Vow again for like the millionth time and I thought of like 2 new ideas. So that'll be fun. And they would be off shoots of this story line.
I'm gonna do two just Sherlock stories. And then maybe I'll do one with the Doctor and Sherlock again... Maybe. Cause I could definitely do one set in New York. I loved new york. I was walking through central park like, "OOOH THAT'S WHERE THE DOCTOR WAS WITH AMY AND RORY! OOOOOH THAT'S THE BRIDGE HE RAN DOWN! OR WAS IT THAT BRIDGE! THEY WERE DEFINITELY ON THAT ROCK OVER THERE!" My friends were quite annoyed. I could just do a completely different Angels Take Manhattan including Sherlock and John. I'd never change the ending or anything because it's amazing. I don't know, tell me what you guys would think of something like that!
In the mean time I'm going to start a new story. I won't post this chapter until I've finished the first chapter to one of the new stories. That way I can post this and you guys can just start reading the new one. If you so desire!
