AU where John and Sherlock were already married before the series begins and he surprises Sherlock at a crime scene after he comes back from the war.
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Chapter 2
Lestrade and John met again when Lestrade went over to collect the last parts of the case that were still at the detectives house. He had put it off for as long as possible so that he could to give the newly reunited couple some privacy and alone time, but he really couldn’t put it off any longer. So, with a deep breath he knocked on the door of 221B. The door was opened by John, who had lost the cane. Of course Sherlock had been right about it being psychosomatic. The doctor smiled at him and asked: ‘Wat can I do for you?’
‘I still have to collect some stuff from the investigation. Sorry, but I really need everything today.’ Lestrade answered.
‘Oh, no problem at all. Come inside. I was just having a cuppa, you want one? Here sit down. I’ll get Sherl.’ he said, gesturing at the sofa.
Then he walked to the bedroom door and said: ‘Sherl, we have company, come out.’
After that he got two cuppas and sat down in the chair no one was allowed to sit in (that made sense now) and handed Lestrade one of the cups. He made himself comfortable, took a sip and said: ‘You probably have some questions about me and Sherl, at least, judging by how surprised you were when you found out. It’s OK, you can ask.’
‘Uhm, how long have you been married?’ Lestrade asked uncomfortably, he desperately wanted answers, but he didn’t want to intrude.
John smiled and said: ‘Three and a half years now. We met in high school and got married half a year before I was shipped of to Afghanistan. Ah, there you are.’
Sherlock had just entered the room dressed in Pj's and his dressing gown. He huffed when he saw Lestrade and whined: ‘What’s he doing here?’
‘Oh, I, uhm, came for the last pieces from the case. I need to hand everything in today.’ Lestrade said.
‘Well, you can come back later. Goodbye.’ Sherlock stated.
‘Sherlock.’ John said sternly, for the first time saying his whole name.
‘Joooohn, please, he can come back another time. I just got you back. I don’t want him here.’ he whined.
‘Don’t make me bust out the middle names. Come on, the sooner you do this the sooner you can kick him out. Until then your friend can ask and stay. Chop, chop.’ John said and Sherlock, Sherlock started to move, grumbling to himself.
Lestrade had big eyes as he looked at Sherlock listen to someone. ‘Does he always listen to you?’ he asked with wonder.
John giggled and answered: ‘Yeah, I take it he doesn’t listen to you all that much.’
‘No, not really.’ Lestrade admitted.
‘It’s OK. He listens to no one else, you’re no alone. Besides from now on you’ll have me to make him listen. Here’s my number, if he’s being a twat just call me.’ John handed him a note.
Lestrade gave him a thankful look and accepted the note. ‘So, in high school you say. How was he like back then? How did you became an item? If I don’t intrude.’
John laughed some more, he really was a happy person, a stark contrast with his counterpart. ‘He was as annoying as he is now. I should have hated him, but as he deduced my parents unhappy marriage and my longing to just talk to someone who wouldn’t pity me, I couldn’t help but fall a little bit in love. From that day on I sat by the weirdo of the school. We became friends and he started telling me about how he solved cases in the paper, but the police wouldn’t listen to him, because they thought he was an immature prick of a child. I agreed with them, but he would help. So, he would tell me how he’d done it and I would write it down nicely and we would send it tot the police as an anonymous tip. It was great fun and then we went to college and lived together and finally I pulled my head out of my arse and confessed. We dated and it was great, but I signed up for the army and Sherl thought I would forget about him and leave him. So, I proposed and long story short here I am back into his arms and honestly I couldn’t be happier.’
‘That is very sweet. You guys are really made for each other.’ Lestrade said. ‘How did I never notice he had someone like you.’
‘Probably, because you are dumb. My ring was on a chain around my neck so I didn’t lose it. You saw me fiddle with it when I was thinking, but you never asked about it and your mind never jumped to married as you though that improbable. Now, here is your stuff. Leave my house.’ Sherlock said dropping a box with stuff on Lestrades lap.
Then he bristly walked off to the bedroom. John gave Lestrade a sympathetic smile and stood up to see him out. ‘It was nice getting to know you. Although I never got a first name. Sherl can’t seem to remember.’ John said while sticking out a hand.
‘Greg, nice to get to know you as well. If you’d ever like to get a pint, maybe talk about how Sherlock has been without you or just life. You’re welcome to grab one with me.’ Lestrade said.
‘Well, Greg, I’d love to.’ a yell came from the bedroom, ‘It seems like my husband call for me. Have a good day. Oh, and if you have a case, don’t withhold yourself from coming because of me. He’s hiding it now, but he’s becoming bored and antsy. A case will be good.’
‘Yes, you too and I will take you up on that, thank you.’
And then the door was closed and Lestrade was by himself. John was an intriguing man and obviously good for Sherlock. God, what was he happy that he didn’t have to deal wit Sherlock alone anymore. Then he looked at the box in his hands and sighed. Lets get this paperwork done.
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