Two weeks later, John and Sherlock being the patriarchs of their respective families remarked to the Holmes and Winchester Annual Meeting. The competitions between the two families were the traditional run of the bag, the egg, tug of war, take out candy from the plate of flour with the mouth, charades, run balloons and of course the crime simulations elaborated by Mary and Molly. The Winchester won by a minimal difference. Sam hit a riddle that involved an aspect that the Men de Letters studied, which guaranteed the victory of his family.
3 days later, Christmas day arrived. Molly managed once again making the entire W family fit into their little apartment.
Lestrade and Mrs. Hudson attended the party as they did every year. The inspector was impressed by the large family John had built.
"I wanted to say some personal words," Sherlock announced to everyone.
"Are you sure my friend?" John teased like the old friends they were "careful with your words."
"Just listen to me and see how much I've improved my friend," the detective replied, determinedly. "A lot of people say I've always had a dangerous life and they were surprised when I built my family. For me it was impossible but it came true. And I was very happy with this impossible. And then I saw things unimaginable, impossible, that I never thought to live. But I am grateful to have lived through those things. Strange as they may have been, they brought my best friend back. In addition to other friends. In the end it's good to have you all here. Merry Christmas Watsons! Merry Christmas, everyone!"
Everyone exchanged their wishes for happy holidays. Not far from London itself, the Doctor found someone she didn't expect to meet so soon.
"Missy?" She said in surprise, "so you sent the help message? What you want with me?!"
"Clarifying some things, my old friend." Missy smiled dangerously. "I know you've just returned from an unplanned trip. Well, it was me who took you there."
"What? But how? For what? The other timelady was startled.
"That little son-in-law of mine who arranged a child's quarrel with that ..." said Missy, "let's see ... your son-in-law's best friend."
"Moriarty!" The Doctor understood "he wanted you to get rid of Sherlock and you sent us to another dimension to make it happen?"
"That's it!" The other one hummed, "but you came back, right? I have tried to keep you there and safe, but you cannot have everything you want."
"How is Moriarty your son-in-law?" The Doctor ignored the last part.
"Oh he married my daughter Irene Adler" Missy spoke as if it were obvious "ah but I cannot be late, I have other things to do, I just came to give a message as your friend."
"Tell me" she said, as if talking to a stubborn child.
"Tell Sherlock not to get in the way of Jim" Missy made a face of pity "that's why they started their fight in the first place. As long as Sherlock doesn't get in his way, his wife and children and his family, my friend, will be safe. But if Sherlock fails" she giggled "I don't blame myself for what's going to happen."
"It would be impossible to prevent Sherlock from fighting Moriarty if necessary," the Doctor said regretfully.
"Thera are impossible that make you happy, isn't it?" Missy laughed again. "I heard his speech. I hope he uses his own advice."
"I'll try to do this," Doctor promised.
"Good-bye my friend." Missy suddenly disappeared, teleporting herself elsewhere.
The Doctor then went back to the Christmas party and watched them all with a thoughtful look.
"Is everything okay?" Riv approached her.
"Of course I just," she tried to disguise, "I remembered a gift Molly asked me to give you."
"Really?" He looked at her suspiciously.
The Doctor passed him a sheet of paper.
"That's the present," she explained "a sheet of her notepad. Which she uses to annotate when accompanying Sherlock in their cases. She said it's to make up for the sheet you lent him when he wrote that letter to Emily."
"Is it serious?" He raised an eyebrow "I didn't even remember it except for the sheet on the board there. Somehow Emily managed to keep the letter and wanted to frame it on the wall."
They both looked at the letter in a picture on the wall of the room.
"What's bothering you?" "Riv knew her well and realized her state of mind.
"Nothing, I'm just watching our family and our friends," The Doctor smiled. "We survived again."
"As we always do my sweetie." Riv kissed her temple with redundant sweetness.
Mary smiled at her parents.
And snow was falling in modern London, fogging the windows of 221b, a place of stories and families.
A/N: And this is the end! If you like SBD universe, stay tuned for more stories. Thanks for reading and see you next time
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