To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything.

Author's note: I am so, so sorry for the delay! This is probably the longest delay so far for this fic! I've just started college today and I had lots of work to do in the run-up. I've also had other things going on and such. Thank you for your patience, sorry again for the delay! I hope you enjoy this, more to come as soon as I can get it written! Thanks and please review!

Sherlock and John arrived in London in the late morning. They held tightly onto each other's hands as they worked their ways through the crowds of the busy train station. They had their travel cards in their hands ready for any barriers and were both alertly looking around for signs out of the station.

Eventually they could breathe in the open air and space. John got out his map and found out where to go.

"Right so The London Eye first?" John asked.

"Yep." Sherlock nodded and as he had had a quick look at the map on the train journey he knew exactly where to go. He pulled John by the hand straight in the direction of where they needed to go.

They soon arrived at the London Eye, got their tickets, and queued for a while.

Once they were on it John stood in front of the glass window with a look of awe written on his face as they ascended. Sherlock stood next to him and entwined their hands together and joined him in observing London.

"It's beautiful." John whispered as they got to the top.

Sherlock looked over to John and said "You think so?"

"Definitely!" John said and looked up at Sherlock curiously "Don't you agree?"

"Yes. I agree. I mean, I can appreciate it's beauty." Sherlock nodded.

They both turned back to looking over London.

"Would you like to live here when we're older?" John asked and turned to Sherlock.

Sherlock looked down at John and his face broke out in a smile, which was quickly mirrored by John's own smile.

"I'd love that." Sherlock whispered and leant down, his lips only millimetres away from John's as he wound his arms around John's waist.

"So, us, in London, together!" John grinned and wrapped his arms around Sherlock's back and pulled him in for a kiss.

It didn't last long, but it satisfied them both. They turned back to London with their arms around each other's backs, leaning together.

Once off the London eye they walked hand in hand toward the bridge. They didn't want to let go of each other today.

"I think I've decided what I want to do when I'm older." John said.

"Oh?" Sherlock asked.

"Well, I could never decide between a Doctor and a soldier. So, I think I want to go to medical school and become a Doctor. And then I want to join the army." John said.

"Well, I'm glad you've found what you really want to do. I might just become a consultant for the police. I know there is no such thing as a consulting detective. But I'm a genius, they would be lucky to have me. I just, I don't want boring cases, I want real stimulating mysteries. So being a detective that the police come to when they need real help would be the best job because these would be cases police officers can't solve, the interesting, weird and more exciting ones. Plus I don't want to be employed in the police." Sherlock said excitedly.

"Sherlock Holmes! Consulting detective! The only one in the world!" John said with a wide smile.

Sherlock laughed but soon they fell into a comfortable silence "But... John, if you become a soldier, and you go off to war, where will that leave me? I... I don't know what I'd do without having you by my side every day. But being a soldier is your dream! I want you to have everything you want; I want you to get your dream! But the prospect of you being miles and miles away in a place you could die, that scares me." Sherlock whispered the last words.