Sorry for how long this took my lovelies! Here we go…
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Day 3- Cyprus
John and Mary had spent a while debating on whether to tell Sherlock they knew or to pretend they didn't, in the end they decided they would give him until the day after they got back to tell them or they were going to tell him they knew. John was furious at Sherlock for yet again leaving him out of the loop, he had pretended to swallow John's lie and to not know where she was, it was clear to him then that Sherlock had known where she was all along and that it certainly wasn't dead!
Sherlock came home with someone last night; do you think it's a girl? Should I check? - Mrs H
John smiled as he read the message and typed out a reply before slinging his phone down to give his wife a good kissing as she looked simply beautiful in her green polka-dot swimsuit.
No, just leave him to it… and Mary and I found a lovely new teapot at the market ;) – JW
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London
Sherlock was torn from his slumber by a hand smacking him on the chest and velvety voice calling to him. Sherlock prized his eyes open to stare up into the most angelic yet hard face he knew. As his brain re-cognitised he became aware she was talking 'Look at your little face, so adorable watching you wake up… I should do it more often, in fact I will, I've decided I'm moving in.' by the time she finished talking Sherlock had become acutely aware that not only was he naked but as was the sinful woman sitting on the bed beside him. Sherlock tried to subtly pull his sheet up to cover more of himself.
Irene's quick however saw this and face quickly turned from its thoughtful smile to a mocking grin, 'Mr Holmes it's a little late for modesty, don't you think?' she asked raising one perfect eyebrow at him.
With a flush to his face Sherlock recalled the nights events and he had to agree it was a little late for modesty. Instead of voicing this he gathered his sheet and exited the bed without looking back at Irene he collected his phone and went into the bathroom.
However just as the door shut he realised what she said, returning to the room he asked 'What do you mean moving in?'
Irene smiled 'I mean you and I living together… sleeping together… having dinner together…'
'But...but that's so ordinary.' He said a sour look on his face.
She smiled rising from the bed to stand in front of him, trailing her finger down his bare chest, free of the sheet he had dropped on returning to the room. 'Sherlock don't you ever want to be normal?'
'No…No? NO!' Sherlock replied before scurrying into the bathroom again.
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Cyprus
John and Mary were floating in the sea when they heard Mary's phone ringing with Sherlock's ring tone. John sighed as Mary retreated from the water, but was not objecting to the view.
Mary slid the green phone across and said into the phone 'hello sweetheart, is everything okay?'
'Mary,' Sherlock's voice crackled 'Something strange is happening'
'Oh?' she said 'And what would that be? 'She glanced up at John who had left the water and was drying himself next to her.
'I think I like someone!'
Dun dun duh!
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