Sherlock and John open the door to 221b and step inside. Sherlock goes in after John and closes the door. Mrs. Hudson stands in the doorway of her flat with a nervous look on her face.
"Hello, Mrs. Hudson," John smiles at her slightly and walks to the stairs, Sherlock follows close behind him and nods to Mrs. Hudson.
She stares after them as they climb the stairs. Her hands clutched tightly to a towel. When she can't hear footsteps any longer, she hurries into her flat and rushes through her dishes. Specks of food crisscross the plates and the glasses don't seem exactly clean but she isn't very worried about it.
She takes a tray from one of the cupboards and sets a cup of previously made tea on it. She fills a small bowl with crisps and sets them on the tray as well. She picks the tray up and slowly makes her way upstairs to their flat. As she nears the top of the staircase she listens to the soothing sound of Sherlock's violin.
She approaches the door and knocks. The violin keeps playing but John's uneven footsteps come closer to the door. It opens and John sees Mrs. Hudson.
"John, I brought you some tea."
"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson."
"You're welcome, John."
John takes the tray from Mrs. Hudson's hands and she turns away. She starts to head down the stairs and listens to the door close and the violin music stop.
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I Can See You
FanficJohn Watson had been having a hard time coping with Sherlock Holmes's death. So when Sherlock miraculously reappears in the flat one day, why does John take it so well?
