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Sherlock watched John for a while before John spoke up.

"Come on, we need to leave if we're going to be in time for the wedding."

Sherlock looked distant but nodded in agreement and followed John out to the car that was waiting for them at the front of the building. After they had sat down and the car had begun moving, John searched in his pocket for his phone, and once it was in his hand he dialled Mycroft's number. As the phone rang John reached over and held onto Sherlock's hand gently, smiling when Sherlock glanced at him.

Mycroft picked up after 3 rings, "Hello Doctor Watson."

"Mycroft, hey, I just wanted to let you know that I found Sherlock and we're heading back to Baker Street now."

"Wonderful news, I must ask though, are there still plans for a wedding?"

"Erm... I don't think I can answer that one right now, I'll let you know soon though."

"Okay John, goodbye."

"Yeah, bye."

The line went dead and John focused his attention on Sherlock.

"You okay?" he asked gently.

Sherlock looked at John, though his thoughts were clearly focused elsewhere, "Yes, I'm fine, just thinking."

"About what?" John pressed, he needed to know what was going on in Sherlock's head and if it was going to affect their wedding, or their relationship.

"Us. The future. This wedding. I don't know how to do it, how to be the kind of person who gets married and settles down, I don't want to."

"You don't want to get married?" John was hurt by the question and a little confused – Sherlock had been the one to ask John to marry him.

"Yes. No. I don't know. I want to be with you – always. I just don't think I can make it work. I don't want to fail."

"Sherlock, everyone feels like this when they get married, it's normal to be nervous, it's a huge thing, but it's not going to change who we are. We'll still argue over milk and beans, we're still going to love each other."

"I know," Sherlock look at John properly, eyes focused, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run out on you, it was stupid and childish. I apologise."

John smiled, "Its fine, I'm just glad I found you – I was worried sick! Next time please just answer your phone, or better yet don't leave, talk to me about the things that are worrying you."

"Yes, that sounds much better," Sherlock grinned, he loved John and he knew marrying him could only be a good thing.

John leaned towards Sherlock and was met halfway by eager lips, they kissed briefly, but it was reassuring to them both.

John pulled out his phone and typed a quick message to Mycroft.

Message sent to: Mycroft at 11:10am
All is fine. We'll be getting to the church on time.

John smirked to himself at his little joke and slipped his phone back into his pocket.

They pulled up outside of Baker Street a short while after and after John had expressed huge thanks to the driver for all the ferrying about he'd done they quickly made their way inside.

Sherlock closed the door quietly behind them and pressed a finger to his lips, looking a John pointedly and then pointing at the door to 221A, Mrs Hudson's flat.

John caught on quickly and broke into a large, goofy smile whilst nodding his agreement.

They crept up the stairs as quickly as possible while remaining stealthily silent, only speaking once the door to 221B was firmly closed.

"Hey," Sherlock whispered, leaning his neck down to press a kiss to John's neck.

"Hey," John whispered back, tipping his neck to the side to give Sherlock more access.

John knotted his fingers into Sherlock's dense curls and tugged gently, "God I missed you."

"I know, I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking, I was mad, I must have been. I love you John, I want to marry you and s[end forever with you." Sherlock gushed, pressing kissed along John's neck and jaw, before finally touching their lips together and beginning a messy kiss.

John pulled away an inch, "I love you too. Forever." He grinned at the thought and was met with a similar grin from Sherlock.

"Come on," John said in a deep rumble, "we've got a few hours before we have to leave."

"Good, what I'm planning could take that long." Sherlock teased back, steering John towards their bedroom.

Okay you may have guessed - but I promise the next chapter will have some good ol' sexy times in it :')

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