EPILOGUE:

Joan sighed as she plopped down on the couch out of exhaustion. "That was quite a day."

Sherlock sat down next to her and laid his head back on the back of the couch. "You're telling me." He replied as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Joan giggled and snuggled up to him. "I'm just glad it's over. I never want to see Trent or Noah again."

Sherlock pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her. "Me neither."

Joan closed her eyes and breathed in his scent. "So, I've been meaning to ask you something…"

Sherlock sighed. "Hmm?"

Joan opened her eyes and looked up at his face. His eyes were still closed, but she continued to look at his face anyways. "About the original plan…"

Sherlock opened his eyes and found Joan looking at him. "What about it?"

Joan looked down at her hands and shrugged. "I don't know…Like, are we going to stick to the plan or…?"

Sherlock realized what she was asking and placed his hands over hers. "You're asking if we're going to get divorced or not."

Joan kept her gaze directed at her hands (which were now covered by his hands) and nodded.

Sherlock took a finger and placed it under her chin. He lifted her head up so she was looking into his eyes. "Well, that's up to you, Watson."

"Joan."

Sherlock cocked his head to the side. "What?"

"Call me Joan. If I'm going to be your wife, you're going to have to call me Joan. Besides, my last name isn't Watson anymore, silly." Joan winked.

Sherlock chuckled. "But, you're still Watson to me. I can't be Sherlock Holmes without my Watson."

Joan laughed. "Okay, but make sure you don't call me Watson around Noah or Trent…that is if we ever see them again."

Sherlock smiled. "I don't think we will. We showed them that we are, indeed, in love. They saw us get married; they shouldn't be after us for anything else."

"Good. I don't want you to ever leave me." Joan rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes.

Sherlock smiled and closed his eyes as he rested his head on the back of the couch again. "I will never leave you Joan. I promise."

…

"You know what I just realized?" Sherlock strode into the kitchen and walked up behind Joan. Joan was in front of the sink, doing the dishes. He hugged her from behind and put his head on her shoulder.

"What did you just realize?" Joan asked, in an amused tone. She continued to clean the bowl in her hands as he hugged her.

"We didn't have a honeymoon." Sherlock kissed the side of her head and released her from his embrace. He sat down in one of the dining-room chairs and continued to watch her clean.

Joan reached for a towel to dry her hands and laughed. "Oh yeah? What do you call last night?"

Sherlock felt himself grin as he replayed the events of the night before. "That was…amazing, but it wasn't a honeymoon. The point of a honeymoon is to go away, not stay. We could do what we did last night anywhere…" Sherlock crossed his arms. "We should go somewhere…but where?" He asked himself.

Joan came over to where he was seated and sat on his lap. "You don't have to spend more money on me…A honeymoon would cost a fortune."

"Not necessarily…price depends on where we go. Besides, you're my wife…I want you to be happy."

"I am happy. I'll be happy as long as you're by my side." Joan kissed his cheek.

Sherlock wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tight. "I still want to give you a honeymoon, though."

Joan rolled her eyes. "Fine." She started to think of places to go.

"Bahamas?" Sherlock asked with a shrug.

Joan burst out laughing. "No, no. I will not be seen in a bikini."

"Why not? I've seen you naked, why would you be embarrassed about being seen in a bikini?" Sherlock smirked.

Joan swatted him on the arm playfully. "No Bahamas."

Sherlock laughed. "Fine. How about…" Sherlock's brow furrowed, signaling to Joan that he was in deep thought, "Italy?"

Joan thought about it. "No..."

Sherlock rolled his eyes. "Well, how about you tell me where you want to go? I'm tired of being the only one suggesting places." He smiled to show her he meant it as a playful joke.

"Okay then…" Joan thought carefully. She didn't want to go anywhere tropical; the sun was not kind to her skin. "I have an idea."

"Oh yeah? Where do you want to go?" Sherlock asked.

Joan wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. "I've heard London is beautiful around this time of year."

Sherlock grinned. "London it is then."

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