Sorry for the wait again! I went to Canada for a couple days so I couldn't write.
Enjoy this extra long chapter
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"So it was her boyfriend Derek then? Right" John looked up and asked Sherlock once he finished the story.
"That's what I thought but now it clearly isn't." Sherlock said.
"Why?" John asked wondering what had made Sherlock change his mind.
"Because you thought it on the first go." Sherlock said sounding serious at first but then he looked at John and started laughing and shortly after John laughed too. They both laughed a bit harder and longer than necessary but they didn't care. It had been a month since they saw each other and they were both extremely happy that they've reunited.
The cab stopped in front of an old, but beautiful, looking house. Sherlock paid the cabbie and got out the cab from John's door.
"This is Derek's house I presume?" John asked and he and Sherlock headed up the stairs. Sherlock turned around and nodded to John and banged the door. A few seconds later a man with dark messy hair opened the door with a cigarette in his hand.
"Who are you?" He asked as he blew out smoke to John's face who tried blowing it away.
"Sherlock Holmes, I believe you've heard of me, and the man you just blew your cigarette smoke to is my partner, Dr. John Watson. We're here on behalf of Scotland Yard to question you about the murder of Mrs. Stone." Sherlock said. A little grin came to John's face when Sherlock called him his partner. Stop that, he thought to himself, he always calls me his partner.
"What do I have to do with it?" He said slightly concerned as he took his final drag and flicked his cigarette out the door. Sherlock looked past Derek into his house and saw just what he was looking for, a black necked cobra.
"Well Mr. Sanders we've found snake bites on her leg and the bites belong to," he started as he walked into the house and stopped next to the hissing cobra, "A black necked Cobra." He said with the smile he usually had when the case got interesting. Derek paled.
"What? Bu-but I wouldn't-I didn't kill her. I love her. She's my girlfriends mother!" Derek said gaining confidence.
"Love her huh? Is that why she doesn't know you?" Sherlock said looking annoyed as the cobra made its way to his foot, still hissing. Derek's jaw fell, just slightly, and he picked it up again.
"How did you-?" Derek started as Sherlock made his way back to the door and picked up a newspaper from the growing pile.
"Sherlock Holmes, have you really not heard of me?" He said as he picked up a random newspaper and showed it to him.
"Ohhh" Derek said with realization, "You're the hat detective." Sherlock looked at the newspaper and sighed.
"You just had to put that picture on your blog, didn't you?" Sherlock said to John and he chuckled, "Well, I believe I've seen enough have a good day Mr. Sanders." Sherlock said as he walked out the door.
"But wait! I didn't kill her!" Derek shouted as he chased him outside.
"Oh I know, I have a feeling you wouldn't off the women you were having a blissful affair with, but just had to make sure." He said and turned back to the street hailing a cab. Derek froze. He wanted to ask how he knew that but something told him he'd just reply with 'I'm Sherlock Holmes.' So he continued staring until he and John went inside the cab.
"How the hell did you do that?" John asked looking awestruck. Sherlock smiled, he really had missed him, John was the only one who actually appreciated his deductions. He scooted closer to John and explained everything. John felt butterflies in his stomach. He noticed Sherlock sat closer to him in the cab now.
"…I could have known who did it sooner but it's more difficult to deduce the dead." Sherlock finished off. Dammit, John thought he really wanted to hear how he did it.
"Wait, so you know who did it?" John said hoping he didn't already say during his explanation.
"It was Megan, she already hated her parents, forcing her to be the perfect student so once she found out that her boyfriend was screwing around with her own mother she offed her. Molly texted me, she said that she didn't die from snake poisoning, she didn't even get bitten, a poison was introduced to her shampoo. So Megan finds out, poisons her shampoo and punctures holes in her foot to blame her cheating ex-boyfriend." Sherlock finished off with a grin. While explaining that John realized how close they were. Their faces were about a foot apart.
"Brilliant." John whispered, "Bloody brilliant!" He said louder and started laughing.
"What?" Sherlock said with a smile. 11 inches
"I've missed this," John said as he calmed down, 9 inches. "I've missed this so much." Their knees were touching and John felt that his stomach would explode. 6 inches
"So have I." Sherlock said. 3 inches. John closed his eyes waiting for the kiss he'd waited for for years. He always said he wasn't gay, he probably still wasn't, Sherlock is hardly human, he's extraordinary and it was impossible for John to fight his feelings. He tried keeping girlfriends but he never cared for them the way he cared for Sherlock. 2 inches
"We're here." The cabbie said and turned around. John moved back only a little. 11 inches. He was about to stab the cabbie, he noticed Sherlock hadn't moved. He stayed there looking at John passionately, that look faded and was replaced by annoyance as he reached into his pocket and put notes into the cabbies hand. John sighed as they both got out of the cab. As John closed the door, resisting the urge to slam it, he saw Sherlock was already walking next to him. Right next to him, their arms were together. John smiled, maybe the moment hadn't been ruined after all.
When they walked into 221B John went to Mrs. Hudson's flat to pick up Shirley. Sherlock went ahead into their flat to call Lestrade about the case. He grabbed the banister with his shaking hand, the hand that was just next to John's. It had been so long since he'd felt this way. John was the one to bring out his emotions and when he left Sherlock shut down again. He still couldn't shake off the thought of stabbing that cabbie. At that moment nothing mattered but John. He wanted to kiss John more than anything, even more than finding Moriarty and that damn cabbie ruined it. He left the door to his flat open and called Lestrade to solve the case for him.
John came up around 4 minutes later, Sherlock had just got off the phone with Lestrade. Sherlock looked up to face him and saw that Shirley was sleeping in a blanket in his arms. Bless Mrs. Hudson he thought as he watched John place Shirley in the new crib he got when he came back.
"Did you call Lestrade?" John said in a low voice.
"Yeah, I just got off the phone with him. He was amazed, as always." Sherlock smirked.
"Well, you are amazing." John smiled and walked up closer to Sherlock who was in the kitchen doing yet again another experiment. Sherlock smiled as he tried to keep focus on his experiment but failed and ended up making eye contact with John, who gave him a soft smile. Sherlock looked back down at his experiment unsure of what to do. Immediately after he did that he regretted it. Stupid! He thought. He should have said something back to him. He was about to look back up at John and start a conversation when he heard Shirley fussing.
John turned back to the crib and cradled Shirley in his arms. Sherlock put down his experiment which he now thought of as stupid and went for his violin. Please not the violin John thought although it'll put Shirley to sleep and hopefully make her smarter John didn't want to be shut out. Not now, he was so confused. He was gently rocking Shirley when he felt Sherlock behind him. He turned just as Sherlock started playing the most beautiful song he had ever heard.
Almost instantaneously Shirley fell back asleep and John set her down. He looked back up at Sherlock who was still playing the beautiful soft melody.
"That's beautiful." John whispered and Sherlock smiled at him. So are you he wanted to say but he held back, not yet he thought as he went to the window and filled the flat with a soothing melody.
And the relationship begins! So hope you guys liked it, I will try to post updates a bit more often. Please tell me what you you thought and what you think will happen next.
Don't own Sherlock by the way, sadly, don't know if I needed to put that but most of the other fanfics do. See you guys at the next update!
