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Chest infection gone, only a small cough left now, but on Monday, I had a bit of a fall and have now twisted my ankle, its been one of those weeks, lols.

Spiders Web

Epilogue

Sherlock walked through the living room door and smiled as he saw John sitting on the sofa reading quietly. He walked around and flopped down next to him, making John bounce a little and end up falling against him. He chuckled a little as John began to right himself, but instead Sherlock put an arm around him and pulled him against him. John gave a little sigh and settled against him, reading his book once more.

They had been there for over two weeks now, and they would be going back to Baker Street at the end of the week, though neither of them wished to go back home at that point. The first week they had arrived the two had been at odds with each other. They hadn't had time to talk about Sherlock leaving and him jumping as he did. It had been a shouting match more often than not during that first week.

Slowly, they had begun to actually talk and not shout. Each of them talking about what had gone on, instead of shouting at each other. Sherlock opening up about what he had been doing when he went away, John telling him how much he had been hurt when Sherlock had jumped. Those feelings were still there, but now they weren't in the forefront of their minds, but cooled and no longer relevant.

"Where have you been?" John asked as he put the bookmaker in the book and put is aside as he leaned against Sherlock.

"No where much, just walking around outside, it is a wonderful day, we should go out?" he suggested as he looked down to his boyfriend.

"Yeah, would be nice, we're going to be leaving soon," he sighed wistfully.

"I know you would love to stay here, and while I wouldn't mind that myself, I don't think we would be happy after a while longer," Sherlock said.

John chuckled and nodded, "yeah, I know what you mean, I have missed a lot of what we used to do together," he told him as he got up and then pulled Sherlock up off the sofa.

Sherlock pulled John close as soon as he stood up and the two shared a small kiss, "Come on, let's go," he smiled as they broke apart and Sherlock began to lead them out of the cottage, making a detour to the kitchen and picking up a basket.

"Sherlock?" he puzzled.

"I though it would be nice to have our lunch outside, the sun is shining and it is rather warm outside," he told him, a smile on his face.

John laughed and nodded his head as the two of them went out. They walked hand in hand for a while down towards the beach, there was a wonderful cool breeze coming from it, making the hot and humid air a little more tolerable. Sherlock spread out a blanket and the two of them settled down to eat the meal that Sherlock had made.

"Thank you," John said softly after they had finished eating, lying back on the blanket and putting his head in Sherlock's lap.

"Welcome, always," he replied, just as softly.

The two relaxed as Sherlock ran his fingers through the blond hair, which was starting to turn grey. John smiled as he looked up to him and Sherlock smiled back.

"Wonder if we will have any work when we go home?" John wondered.

"I have no doubt, I have checked my emails a few times and there are a couple that we could take when we get back. I have no doubt the Lestrade will be wanting us to work with him again as well," he answered him.

John snorted, "Have you solved any of the easier ones?" he asked, expecting to get a yes.

"No I haven't, this time is for me and you, I was checking my emails as I asked Lestrade to make sure to keep us updated on what was going on in London," he told him smirking as he saw the shock on John's face.

"Really?" he asked him.

"Yes, this time is for us, to talk, and to yell as we have already done so," he smiled, chuckling lightly.

"Nice to know, but I have to admit now that I am better, I'm a little anxious to get back and to get back to work, it's a little boring," he laughed as he saw Sherlock rolling his eyes.

"I always knew you were only with me for the adventure," Sherlock groused, the small upturn of his lips giving away his amusements.

"Well, yeah, and maybe a few other things," he smirked as he wrapped a hand around the back of Sherlock's neck and pulled him down to share a kiss.

"Really?" Sherlock asked against John's lips, pressing another kiss to them.

"Really," he grinned as he let Sherlock go and stood up, "I think we should take this inside," he added as he grabbed a hand and pulled Sherlock up.

"Sounds like a good idea for once," Sherlock agreed as the two of them quickly packed things away and then headed back to the cottage.

The two shared teasing touches and kisses as they went, laughing and smiled as they entered the cottage and made their way to their bedroom. The door almost slamming shut as they shared another heated kiss, as they began to undress.

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Well, here we go, an end to another story. I do hope that you have enjoyed reading this as much as I have enjoyed writing it!