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Epilogue
A month later

"Oh god that feels good!" John said moving his left hand and wrist.

"Maybe, but be careful, my love and never break it again." Sherlock put his hands on John's waist and pulled him close "I want you to use both your hands on me."

"What would you like me to do with my two hands?" John whispered before licking his lover's lower lip.

"Oh, so many things..." He pushed John until his back bumped the wall and nipped the skin of his neck "I have a really long list in mind, enough to occupy many, many days and nights." He licked his man's jawline and the doctor pushed his hands in the brown haired man's curls.

"Oh, my boys, you're never tired are you?" Mrs Hudson entered the room a wooden box in her hands.

"Mrs Hudson, you never knock do you?" Sherlock smiled before giving his lover a quick kiss and, reluctantly, taking a step back from his man's warm body.

"I'm enjoying surprising you too much to knock, dear." She grinned widely.

"That I can see, and what's this?"

"A parcel, for John."

"For me?" John frowned.

"It comes with a card." John took the white card and opened it

.

Since you can use your left arm again, a little gift for you (both).

MH&A

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"It comes from your brother and Anthea." John said taking the wooden box and opening it, curious.

He opened it and laughed closing it before anyone else could see what was inside.

"Thank you Mrs Hudson, I'm sure you have a lot of things to do." He said putting a hand on the woman's shoulder and leading her to the door.

"All right, all right." She said as she went out of the room and Sherlock closed the door. Then he turned to his lover a quizzing look on his face.

John opened the wooden box again, there on a blue silk cushion was a pair of purple furry handcuffs.

"I never thought I'd say that but, Mycroft is a genius!" Sherlock said taking the purple object out of the box. He grabbed his lover's waist and pulled him to his chest once more. "Come on love, let's try your gift." He whispered on his man's lips.

"With pleasure!"

… … …

In spite of Sherlock numerous questions on the subject, Mycroft never told him where Moriarty was or if he even was alive.

The older Holmes surveillance never stopped.

Many followers.

Too many.

All right, now it's the end. But everything is all right since I have another story in mind and Swimming in blood to continue.
Hope you enjoyed that story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Thank you all for reading and reviewing and see you soon (soon!)