There was a knock at the door in 221b and John Watson answered it, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Do you know what time it-," his protests died in his throat as he saw who it was.

A man wearing suspenders and a bowties smiled at him. "Hullo John, it's really been too long. Tell me, is Amy here?" he stepped inside gingerly, looking around as if she might be waiting for him to show up. "Sorry about the time, the TARDIS overshot me a few hours."

"No, it's fine I guess." John said, rubbing his eyes again and motioning for the Time Lord to follow him up the stairs.

"I was surprised to hear that you haven't moved yet, it seems so cramped here." The Doctor murmured, more to himself than to John. "Where is their room?"

John yawned, not alert enough to realize the punishment he would endure from Sherlock for showing the time traveler where they slept. He motioned to a door and turned back to his room as the Doctor entered Sherlock's room.

Amy was sleeping, curled up on her side of the bed when a loud voice startled her, making her eyes fly open.

"Hello Amelia Pond!"

She and her bedmate sat up in alarm, and she saw the Doctor leaning in the doorway. "Doctor!" she cried, scampering over Sherlock to give him a hug.

"It's been a while I thought I'd come and check on you." Her dearest friend said happily. His smile flickered when he saw Sherlock, shirtless and sputtering in outrage at the fact that the Time Lord had even been allowed inside the house.

"Calm down you," Amy directed Holmes before turning back to the Doctor with a vibrant grin. "Can I get you some tea?"