Hey guys sorry for the long wait my Aunt came from London and we've been busy showing her around.
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Almost four weeks have pasted and Sherlock still hadn't got a call from John. He constantly worried about him and always called, but John would never answer. He went by John's house a few times to make sure nothing else had happened to him. He saw him and Shirley playing about in the living room, Shirley laughed and John had a smile so sad Sherlock couldn't bear to see it anymore.
He stared at the wall trying to focus on his case. Lestrade kept finding cases for Sherlock so he could occupy his mind with things other than Moriarty. He looked at the pictures he took of the crime scene earlier today.
"Her daughter called in the middle of the night saying her mother's been murdered." Lestrade said as he walked Sherlock into the women's room, "Her name was Tessa, she-"
"What school did her daughter go to?" Sherlock asked as he examined the lifeless body on the bed.
"Highgate but how-" Lestrade started.
"I need her yearbook." Sherlock held his left hand out as he used his right to turn her ankle. He saw a pair of holes in her skin, snake bites.
"Anderson, go ask Miranda for her yearbook." Lestrade said still sounding confused, "Sherlock why does this matter?"
"You know what get Miranda in here too." Sherlock yelled to Anderson as he walked out of the room and then turned to Lestrade, "I need to know what sort of mother she was."
"She's not gonna tell you the truth, for Gods sake her mother just died! She'll go on about how great she was."
"Are you forgetting who I am?" Sherlock said as Miranda walked into the room avoiding her mother's bed. Anderson came in behind her handing Sherlock the yearbook. He took the yearbook from him and flipped to the back to examine the notes, most of which had the exact same line of, "Have a great summer." And "I'll miss you." Sherlock narrowed his eyes at one a bit longer than the rest, "I love you sweet heart, can't wait to see you and your family again –Derek" He flipped back a few pages to find Derek's photo. He had dark brown spiky hair, pale skin, and an ear piercing on the top of his right ear.
He looked up at Miranda and deduced: Overprotective parents, studying for a good college, hidden relationship, and a strong feeling of regret. Interesting.
"So tell me about your boyfriend Derek." Sherlock listen attentively as Miranda went on about Derek and how he was an amazing boyfriend, despite what everyone else thinks.
Sherlock stood closer to his wall as he recalled everything she said about Derek when he heard his phone ring. He ran to the kitchen and answered the phone without looking at the caller ID. It had to be Lestrade.
"Hello?" He said excitedly.
"Uhh hey Sherlock," John said through the phone and Sherlock's smile immediately faded, "Um I was wondering if I-you know if I could…" John paused and sighed.
"What is it John?" Sherlock asked.
"It's just, this was the house Mary wanted and I can't live in it without her, I know you probably won't want me back after I spent all that time with Mary and sort of shafting you, but I just need a place to stay… and I loved being with you." A normal person would most likely feel bad upon hearing someone this way but Sherlock let out a small chuckle.
"Of course John, 221B will always be your home." He heard John let out of sigh of relief.
"Thank you Sherlock." He said and Sherlock was a little surprised John would think he wouldn't let him come back.
"See you tomorrow?" Sherlock asked.
"Yeah. Thanks again Sherlock" John said and hung up. Sherlock put his phone down and smiled. John would be back with him. Then Sherlock sat up, 'he's bringing his child' Sherlock thought as he cleared the kitchen table, throwing away all his experiments. He needed to tidy up the place to make sure Shirley wouldn't hurt herself on anything she might find on the floor. He kept his apartment fairly clean, but there were still some hazards on the floor from previous experiments such as needles and containers of chemicals.
After Sherlock was done he went downstairs to tell Mrs. Hudson who jumped up with joy. She told him she'd make them both a special breakfast and Sherlock hugged her and went back upstairs to his room. He went to bed with a smile on his face. John will be here tomorrow he thought as he fell asleep. "I loved being with you"
Sherlock woke up early the next morning to Mrs. Hudson yelling. He jumped to his window to see John's car parked outside his flat. He ran to the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He went back to the window and watched John carrying boxes out of his car. He went back to the bathroom, placed his toothbrush back, rinsed his mouth and ran downstairs to Mrs. Hudson. She was already at the door when he came, clearly waiting for him. She opened the door and ran out to hug John. Sherlock stayed back and watched John. He did miss him, John Watson, his inaccurate blogger. John Watson, the man he's fancied a bit for a long time now. He placed the box in his hand on the floor and picked Mrs. Hudson up as he hugged her.
"It's so good to see you John." She said as he put her down.
"You too Mrs. Hudson, I've really missed it here." John said and looked past her to see Sherlock in the door frame smiling at him. They both ran to each other and hugged. John's face in Sherlock's chest and Sherlock's chin resting on John's head.
"I've missed you so much Sherlock." John said still in his chest. Sherlock patted his back and let go to look down at him.
"Me too." Sherlock said who was still tingling from there embrace. John went back to the car to get the rest of the boxes out. He stacked four or five boxes on top of each other in each pile.
"No don't trouble yourself Mrs. Hudson I got it." John said when he saw Mrs. Hudson trying to pick up some boxes. Sherlock started helping too.
"No trouble at all John." Sherlock said as he took the boxes back up to his flat. Once all the boxes where upstairs John went back to his car and pulled Shirley out from the car seat. Sherlock followed him out and watched Shirley look around with the same big brown eyes he saw at the hospital. She had also gotten a bit bigger.
"How is she?" Sherlock asked.
"Amazing. She gives me no trouble at all, she stays asleep most of the night and doesn't fuss too much, and I noticed that she likes observing things." He looked up from Shirley to Sherlock when saying that last part. Sherlock grinned.
"Well she was named after me." And Sherlock's grin turned into a wide smile. 'That's right, she was named after me.' Sherlock thought. He had almost forgotten about that. Mrs. Hudson came outside and called them.
"Your breakfast is getting cold boys!"
"Oh really? You didn't have to make breakfast for us." John said as he walked in Mrs. Hudson's flat. John was shocked to see so much food on one table. There were sausages and eggs, waffles and strawberries, and bowls of oatmeal and cups of tea. He set Shirley down on the couch and hugged Mrs. Hudson again.
"Mmm you've really outdone yourself this time." Sherlock said, with his mouth full of oatmeal. Mrs. Hudson laughed and thanked him. They all sat down and ate breakfast together laughing and chatting away.
After they finished John thanked Mrs. Hudson again when Sherlock's phone rang.
"Hello? Yes. Oh brilliant! I'll be there shortly." Sherlock said and hung up the phone, "It was Lestrade." Sherlock saw John smile, "I need to go, thank you for the meal Mrs. Hudson it was delicious." He said as he walked to the door and looked at John.
"God I've missed this." John said and ran after Sherlock then stopped. He turned back to look at Shirley playing with the couch pillow.
"Oh go on dear I can manage the little one." Mrs. Hudson told John. He went back to her and kissed her forehead.
"You are a miracle worker." He said and chased after Sherlock who already hailed a cab. He got in and the cabbie started driving. He looked at Sherlock who was smiling like a mad man.
"So the case?" John asked and Sherlock scooted closer to him showing him pictures of the crime scene on his phone, explaining the story. While explaining the story he looked up at Johns fascinated face, trying to look for clues in the picture, and he couldn't help but smile again. Him and John Watson were back on the case, and the game was on.
Hope you all enjoyed this extra long chapter, I was thinking of splitting in but decided you've waited long enough! Please leave a review to let me know what you thing and feel free to leave and suggestions or guesses for the rest of the story!
