Not Again (Johnlock AU)

Who's She?

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     When John finally came out of his room, he found Mary, siting at his dining room table with two plates of what seemed like noodles by evry chair. Mary looked up and him and smiled. "John! Well that was quick..." She said standing. John smiled in return and gestured for her to sit back down. Once she did, he sat down across from her. He stared down at the food for a while and looked back up at her. "You know, you didn't have to do all of this...I'm just glad I got to see you again." He mumbled. Mary smiled and scooped up some noodles. "Well in my opinion, I did have to do all this. And I know you're glad to see me again." She said plopping the noodles in her mouth. 

//Sherlock's POV

       Sherlock ran up to John's flat. He walked to the side of the house until he could find a window.  He had to be extremely careful, so he stood next to the window and slowly leaned sideways to be able to see inside. He could see all the furniture in John's house and further down the hall, John was sitting at his table eating something with a wide smile on his face. He also seemed to be speaking with someone.

       Sherlock leaned further in and saw a young woman with short blonde hair sitting across from John, also smiling. 'Who's she?' Sherlock though. Whoever this woman was, she was making John smile. Actually smile. The type of smile Sherlock hadn't seen from John in five years! Sherlock sighed sadly. Had John finally moved on? This was good news....but also bad. It was good because John no longer had to suffer. It was bad because when Sherlock revealed himself to John as 'not dead' it would break John's heart...and Sherlock didn't want that. 

       Sherlock slid down the brick wall until he was seated on the floor, closed his eyes, and thought of John. His warm smile. His laugh. His curious, welcoming eyes. He thought of the way he and John had always looked ateach other. He thought of John. Just John. HIS John. 
Sherlock quickly opened his eyes in shock. He couldn't believe what his mind had just told him. His John?

        He couldn't believe it...but then again, he could. It was true. Sherlock had just been trying to hide it away since he met John...but not anymore. 
Sherlock Holmes....had fallen in love. Sherlock Holmes was not only in love...but he had fallen in love with John Watson. And no one was going to ever take his John away from him. No one.