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The Light To His Dark	By : queenofthediamonddogs Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 1186 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Later that evening, John called Mary. Though it did take him a good 35 minutes to pick up the phone and dial the number. He finally called her. The phone rang three times by the time she answered. "Hello?" Her soft voice came from the other end.
"Um... Hello Mary. It's John Watson." His voice trembled ever so slightly as he spoke. He was always nervous when speaking to a woman.
"Oh hello John." Her voice sounded more pleased. "How are you?"
"I'm very well, thank you. How are you? Did you have a good day at work?" He asked curiously.
"Yes, thank you. I did." She chuckled down the phone.
"Are you still free tomorrow night for dinner?" John asked hopefully.
"Yes. I am."
The two of them arranged to meet at the restaurant at 7pm the next day.

They had been staying in his new flat. He still did not have the courage to go and live in 221B Baker Street. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror and could see a big difference in his features now from 10 months ago. He shook his head as the memories of his old friend re-emerged. Sherlock was always in his memory, but he tried to block out the sight of his best friend falling from the building. He returned to the job of brushing his teeth. He bent over the sink and spat out the foam. He felt her small hands wrap around him from behind. "Call in sick and I will. Let's have a snow day." Standing up straight and looking at her in the mirror. Her hair was in a messy bun on the top of her head. "Spend all day on the sofa watching films or even spending all day in bed."
Mary chuckled and kissed his shoulder. "I wish we could but you know I have to get my students ready for their exams."
John laughed a little. "You are married to your job." Putting his toothbrush in his toothbrush holder. "I swear you are."
She scoffs and pressing herself against his back. "Yes, I am." Kissing his shoulder again before moving away from him.
His hand reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Where do you think you are going?"
"To work." She smirked. Slowly turning to face him.
"Not yet." He chuckled before kissing her softly on the lips. "There. I'm satisfied." Kissing her swiftly. "Will I see you tonight?"
"Mine or here?" She whispered, her lips ghosting over his own.
"Yours. You can go straight home after work." Trying to kiss her but she moves away, still keeping a small distance between their lips. "You tease me."
Mary laughs softly. "I know." She kissed him long and hard. When they finally parted they were breathless. "I'll see you after." Kissing him once more and turning to leave.
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John had arrived at the restaurant 15 minutes early, just so she wouldn't have to wait for him. He wore a blue shirt with black trouser and black shoes. He was terrified that the whole date would go wrong. "Think positive." John thought to himself as he checked his watch for 4th time. It was 6:55pm.
"Hello Dr Watson." A feminine voice spoke next to him. John turned to see Mary walking towards him. "I'm not late, am I?"
John turned around. "Oh no." He took in her appearance and outfit. She was wearing a dark blue knee-length dress with black heels and a short black coat to keep her warm in the cool evening. Her red hair hung loose. The curls tumbled down her back and her shoulders. "You're right on time." Giving her a small smile. "Shall we?" Holding his arm out to her.
"Yes." She smiled and hooked her arm into his. He led her into the restaurant, where he took her coat from her and handing it to the attendant. They were led to their table by the window.
"What would like to drink?" Their waiter asked them.
John looked up at Mary. "Wine?"
She nodded. "Do you prefer red or white?"
"Red." He smiled slightly.
"Red wine please." She smiled up at the waiter, who nodded and left them alone. "I'm not fussy when it comes to wine."
John chuckled. "I do prefer red." Chuckling again. "So, you're a teacher?"
"Yes." She nodded. "English teacher. From 11 year olds to 18 year olds." Smiling bashfully. "My aunt says you're a Doctor."
"Um... Yes. Sort of. I'm trained but I'm not working at the moment." He spoke sheepishly. He sat back in his chair as the waiter brought them a bottle of red wine and two wineglasses. They sat in silence as the waiter poured their drinks and leaving the bottle in the middle of the table.
"I'll let you read the menu and I shall come back to take your orders." He smiled and left them alone again.
"Where were we?" John asked politely.
"Our jobs." She smiled, taking a sip of her wine. "Yours." Smiling still as she placed her wineglass on the table.
"Oh yes." He smiled. "Well, shall we order food first and then talk? I think our waiter is getting impatient with us." Looking past Mary's shoulder.
Mary looked behind her and laughed to see the waiter, watching them intently. She turned back to John. "Well, he can wait." They laughed. "We are giving his wages."
John chuckled softly. "That is true." His smile seemed t grow. The first time in a while. "But I think we should. I think my stomach will be talking to me soon."
"Mine already is." She laughed, looking down at the menu. "Steak looks good but I think the fish might be better." Chuckling softly. "Oh! I just can't decided. Might take longer." Looking up at John, who was smiling broadly at her.
When they finally left the restaurant, they left the waiter a small tip and made their way into the dark street. He offered her his arm as they walked together. "What made you want to become a teacher?"
She smiled as they walked. "My mother was a teacher and I always wanted to follow in her footsteps." Shrugging her shoulder a little. "Plus, I do love teaching." Chuckling a little.
"Always a good idea to love what you do." He smiled a little as they walked. "Do you live far from here?"
"No. Two streets away." She looked up at him. Once they were outside the door to her building, she moved from his arm and smiled. "I had a lovely evening. Thank you."
"Me too." His smile was timid. "I'd like to do it again, if that's all right with you."
Mary smiled but said nothing. She stepped forward and kissed him gently on the lips. "Does that answer your question?"
"It does." John smiled as she stepped away from him. "Goodnight, Mary."
"Goodnight John." She smiled at him and turned away, putting her key in the lock. She looked behind her for a moment before moving into her building. She gave him another small smile before closing the door behind her.
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His job was tedious but he enjoyed helping people. But what he enjoyed most was coming home to see his beautiful girlfriend. His life was falling into place again. He approached her apartment building, taking out his keys and unlocking the main door. She had only given him a key the week before but he felt comfortable walking into her flat.
He walked up two flights of stairs until he reached her front door. He put the key in the door, unlocked it and walked in. "Hello?"
"Come in. I'm in the kitchen." She called to him. "I'm making food."
"Smells delicious." Following the scent and the sound of her voice into her small kitchen. "What you cooking?" Walking up behind her and kissing her exposed neck. Her hair was in a messy bun on the top of her head, with a few curls hanging down.
"Spaghetti bolognese." She smiled, stirring the mince. "Shouldn't be too long. Set the table and there's a bottle of white wine in the fridge."
"You know I don't like red wine." He moved to the cupboards and began pulling out two plates, two wineglasses, along with the cutlery.
"There's also beer in the fridge for you." She chuckled as she checked the spaghetti, stirring it. "I didn't forget you."
"Good." He kissed her neck again as he passed her to get to the fridge. He took out her bottle of red wine and a bottle of beer for himself. "I'm working tomorrow morning."
"That's all right." She drained the spaghetti as she spoke. "I've got some work to mark anyway." Sharing the pasta equally onto two plates. "Oh, can you get the bowl of salad from the fridge and put it onto the table?"
"Sure." He smiled as he placed the drinks on the table before returning to the fridge, taking out the bowl of salad and placing it in the middle of her dining table. The two sat down to the meal. Talking aimlessly about their day at their jobs. John noticed that Mary hadn't touched her glass of wine but said nothing about it. "Is everything ok?"
"Yeah. Why?" Finishing her dinner.
"You haven't touched your wine." His frown grew, when she remained silent. "Mary, what's wrong?"
"I shouldn't be drinking alcohol." She avoided his gaze by looking at her full wineglass. She put her knife and fork down on her empty plate. She chuckled softly. "I'm on antibiotics." Looking up at him and laughing softly at his shocked expression. "Nothing serious. I have an ear infection in my left ear." Still laughing "What did you think I was going to say?"
"I thought you were going to say you were trying to give up alcohol or something like that." He laughed and stood up, collecting their empty plates. He took them to the sink and began the washing up. "You actually frightened me then. I thought there was something really wrong with you."
Mary walked up behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him on the shoulder. "I'm sorry." She chuckled. "I only started them today." Watching his hands as he washed all the cooking things.
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