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When Sherlock awoke the next morning he couldn't believe the day beforehand had actually happened. He had finally got John and they had had the most wonderful time together. And the best thing was, they still had four more days left to enjoy each others company. Sherlock wondered what would happen when they returned to Baker Street. Mrs Hudson would be overjoyed that her two boys were finally together, and Lestrade would be happy for them, but Sherlock was worried about the endless teasing and jokes that Anderson and Donovan would make up about them, and if it would affect John, who was not as used to their gossiping as Sherlock was.

The rest of their holiday passed quickly and before they knew it Sherlock and John were on their way to the local airport. On the plane Sherlock and John talked about what would happen back in London, although neither if them could quite be sure. John voted that they carry on as they were doing, but Sherlock, not wanting John to get bullied by Anderson and Donovan, suggested that they keep it quiet. John refused though and told him that even though he was just trying to protect, he would not let Sherlock have his way on this one as he was not being a coward about the thing that he loves most.

'Does that mean that you love me?' Sherlock asked, his voice deeper and slower than usual. John paused and gazed into his eyes for a while before replying 'Yes, it does.' And then gave Sherlock a quick peck on his lips, getting the attention of a few of the the other people on board the plane.

When they finally returned home, they found Mycroft sitting in Sherlocks armchair with his long black umbrella lying across his lap.

'I trust you had a pleasant stay.' He said simply when they walked in.

'Yes.' Sherlock replied before walking off in the other direction towards the John alone with Mycroft.

'John, I know about you and Sherlock and its ... Fine.'

'Oh, um, thank you.' John said, finding this conversation extremely awkward.

'I also am here to thank you for solving the case, the president is now being taken care of.' Mycroft said with a sly and dangerous looking smile on his face.

'Well, you should be thanking Sherlock for that, not me.'

'You know the situation with me and my brother John, so I was hoping that you would tell him.' And with that Mycroft got up and walked out the door, without even so much as a good bye.

'Your brothers left now Sherlock, you can come out.'

'I wasn't hiding John.'

'Really...?' John didn't believe him at all.

'Look I don't want to ruin the day with an argument about Mycroft ok!' Sherlock was getting rather upset by this, so John decided he wouldn't question him anymore.

'Ok Sherlock, I'm sorry.' John knew that this would be the end if that conversation, by decided to make sure Sherlock was ok. John walked over to Sherlock, and him towards him and lent in for a kiss. It was a sift kiss full if love and passion, and when John pulled away, he just wanted more.

'I love you John.' Sherlock whispered,' more than I can ever say.'

Just then there was a knock on the door, ruining their little moment and Sherlock and John pulled away from each other quickly.

'Um, come in.' Sherlock said, wishing that the person on the other side would just leave so that he and John could be alone together.

'Hi boys!' Lestrade said as he entered 221B. 'How was the holiday?'

'Good, really good thanks!' John replied. Lestrade realised that something had changed with John and Sherlock but he couldn't be quite sure what. They both had large grins wiped across their face, and Sherlocks actually looked real for once. They also both looked so extremely relaxed and Lestrade had sworn that they had been holding hands when he had opened the door. Maybe they were finally... No surely not...!

'Lestrade, John and I are now a couple and we are lovers.' Sherlock said this so bluntly that it made John giggle.

'Oh, um,ok then. I'm very happy for you both.' And he actually was, Lestrade had known it would happen one day and he was glad it had happened sooner rather then later.' Anyway I just came by to tell you about a case that we are a bit stuck on down at the yard.'

'Im sorry Lestrade, but I think John and I would like some time to ourselves for a while now.' John was amazed that Sherlock had actually said that, he had chosen John over his work. Wow, he really must love me John thought