To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything.

Author's note: Please review! Thank you! I know some of the University information is probably wrong, but this is fictional, I can structure university and courses however I wish to :D

Their honeymoon consisted of sex, sex, food, sex, sight-seeing... and more sex. And as it drew to a close and they got on the plane they were both incredibly satisfied.

"We should go back there one day." John said as he settled into his plane seat.

"If you'd like. Now I just want to go home; I think I need to do some experimenting." Sherlock said.

"Alright. I'll be doing some homework. Hey, have they got back to you for the University thing, we applied a few weeks ago?" John frowned.

"I'm sure any letters will get back to us soon." Sherlock said and opened his book.

John and Sherlock had started applying to Universities. They were going to go to one together, they were sure of that. They had applied early and were just waiting for some letters back. Obviously they wouldn't be completely confirmed as being able to go to that University till their entire exam results come in and they have their interviews, but they had been advised to apply by Easter. All the Universities they had applied to were in London, they wanted to go there. They were going to get a flat together there and as soon as they knew what University they were going to they would apply for jobs.

While they were at University Sherlock would try to investigate some cases and maybe work on becoming a detective so that he built up a name for himself.

John was okay for the plane journey, his relaxed and satisfied mind made it easier. When they arrived at the airport they got their suitcases back and made their way to where people met up. John was pushing the luggage trolley that held their luggage and Sherlock.

They spotted Ron and Alan and John grinned and sped up.

"Afternoon!" Ron smiled, gave John a hug, followed by Alan, then Sherlock got up from his seat and hugged them too.

"How was the honeymoon? Did you go on the canal boats?" Alan asked.

"It was amazing! And yes we did, it was very romantic." John smiled.

They loaded their stuff into the car and got into the back.

"Oh, boys, some letters came for you; I think they are University letters." Alan pointed out.

"Really?" John asked eagerly.

"I hope we get into the one that is specific for science and medicine." Sherlock said.

"Me too." John nodded.

John would study medicine to become a doctor; he'd take both Biology and medicine. Sherlock wanted to study chemistry and biology. John's course was six years to become doctor and Sherlock would be taking a big course with him, Sherlock's wasn't as long but it was one of the longest courses. They'd know more about it then they get interviewed and talked to professionals.

They got home and both ran into their houses, gave quick waves to their mothers, grabbed their letters, and then ran back out to the front lawn where they met. Their parents and siblings came out to see what would happen.

"Our favourite first?" John asked.

"Yes." Sherlock nodded, they opened their letters together and read for the London University of Science.

"Yes! I got in!" John said joyfully "well... so far I've got in!"

"Me too." Sherlock smiled.

John grinned, gave Sherlock a short kiss, then turned to his family and did a little happy dance, making them all laugh.

"Oh, guys, you won't believe this!" Harry said.

"What?" they asked.

"You know at that other high school near yours?" Harry queried.

"Yes." Sherlock nodded.

"Some kid died. Drowned. It's really sad, his family live a few roads away, near Clara's house." She said.

"Oh, that's sad." John said morosely.

"Well, I guess I'll look at the recent newspapers, see what's going on." Sherlock said.

Later that evening John walked into his room and found Sherlock frowning at a newspaper that lay on the table in front of him.

"What is it, love?" John frowned and stood behind him, he rubbed his back gently.

"I think... maybe I will look at this drowning a little closer. It doesn't look all right, this Carl Powers was a promising swimmer, it says, one of the best, yet he drowned in a swimming pool and in shallow waters, probably up to his waist. Apparently he wasn't knocked out or anything, he was in front of about twenty other people and he just drowned, by the time they got him out of the water he was dead." Sherlock said.

"That does sound odd. But how else could he have died?" John queried.

"Hmm... poisoning? I'm not sure, I want to go to that pool tomorrow. Will you come with me? It's in London, apparently he was warming up for a swimming gala." Sherlock explained.

"Okay." John pressed a kiss to Sherlock's cheek and left him to his thoughts.