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Dreamy ;)
Lying in the hammock, looking up at the clear blue sky, John luxuriated in the peaceful ambiance around him. White fluffy clouds floated by, birds chirped and sang, bees buzzed. It was one of those moments where he felt an utter sense of tranquility.
"John!" He would have found any other voice disruptive, but Sherlock was welcome any time, any place. "John! We need to get the honey and you are just lying there doing nothing."
"Relaxing, Sherlock. You should try it." Even well into retirement, Sherlock still abounded with energy, always doing an experiment or test. He rarely set still during the daylight hours and John often criticized him for failing to take in the beauty all around them. "Here," he said, scooting over, "the bees can wait an hour or so. Come lay with me."
Sherlock shot him an unhappy glance, but laid down nontheless. He never could say no to John. Side by side, hands linked together, John smiled as he felt some of the tension dissolve from Sherlock's body. A soft kiss placed in his now grey hair caused the smile to grow even wider.
"I love you, Sherlock," he muttered, the warmth of the day and the body next to him lulling him off to sleep.
"I love you too, John," came the reply, along with another kiss.
John awoke in the morning, curled around his fiancee in their bed at 221b, the new ring glinting in the early London sunlight. It had been a dream, he realized, looking at his younger companion, the man who had stolen his heart. It may have been a dream, but he knew deep down that it was also the future, and he could not wait to spend the rest of his life with Sherlock Holmes.
Trick or treat! (John made me, I swear.)
Treat :)
Trick or treat? (John made me do it)
Should have gotten eyeballs from Molly just for this
Happy Halloween, Sherlock! I know you've been complaining about the lack of dead bodies for you to investigate so I hope this helps a bit, dear.
UPDATE
I've redone Molly's About Me page and added Gabriel to the relationships page as well. If I'd tagged you I've put you in the about me page. So you know. Go read about it and if you don't like something or I've forgotten something please let me know so I can change it.
Sherlock Holmes has passed away
The first time he "died" Molly didn't cry. Not really. Eyedrops. The second time though when she stood around that grave with every other person who cared about Sherlock she didn't have to fake the tears. She wanted it to be a lie. A trick, but no matter how hard she tried to believe it she knew that it wouldn't be true. No matter how hard she wished.
✉
Dearest Sherlock,
Things between us have been..rocky to say the least. I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye when I left the hospital, but I couldn't stay, I had to leave the city. I needed to learn about myself, to be who I needed to be and that person isn't the one staying at your heels. I want to say thank you. For all those years of showing me that life was more then death, that there are brilliant people out there, who even if they don't mean to, save lives. And I want you to thank John. It was seeing you two together that made me realize I couldn't spend my life pinning after a man who would never see me.
In a way me ending up in the hospital was the best thing to ever happen to me. I'm done being a mouse.
Take care of yourself Holmes.
-Molly