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SHERLOCK'S POV    John's response to meeting the Doctor was funny. I don't think he has noticed that the TARDIS is bigger on the inside. I can't wait to see John's response to the inside of the TARDIS. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 2 HOURS LATER        "WILLIAM SHERLOCK SCOTT WATSON-HOLMES!" John calls.        "What, John?" I lazily replied.        "This is impossible! The police box is bigger inside than it is on the outside!" John squeaked. He sounded like a bloody teenage girl who w

JOHN'S POV        "Sherlock, why am I blindfolded? Where are you taking me?" I asked my husband.        "I have an old friend that has helped me with your surprise." He said. THUMP!        "What the HELL did I just run into?" I said. Okay, it was more like I yelled.        "Can I help you? Oh, there you are Sherlock!" The Doctor exclaimed.        "Doctor!" Sherlock sheriked excitedly. Then Sherlock took the blindfold off. Standing in from of me was a blue police box with a young man standing in the doorway.        "Who are you? What is your name? Why is there a bloody police box in the sitting room? Most importantly, how did it get i

AT 221B BAKER STREET    John and Sherlock were doing their honeymoon at home. They changed out of their wedding clothes. John was making tea in the kitchen when a strange noise was coming from the sitting room.        "Sherlock? What are you doing?" John asked.        "I'm in our room, John?" Sherlock shouts back.    John shruges and goes back to making tea. In their bedroom, Sherlock is smiling and holding a blindfold. He walks into the kitchen with his hands behind is back. VWORP, VWORP, VWORP. Sherlock smile gets bigger has the VWORP noise gets louder and blindfolds John, again.

BOOM! The flat were Sherlock and John arresting Vivi, a trained assassin, blew up. The detective and his blogger got out safely, but so did Vivi.    "Okay! You two!" DI Lestrade shouts at Sherlock and John before he sees the crime-fighting duo at the back of the ambulance. Greg needed to know what happened at the suspect's flat.    "John is a doctor. Just give him the stuff he needs and he will take care of our wounds!" Sherlock roared.    "John, are you okay?" "Sherlock, are you okay?" Both men asked at the same time. Then they started giggling.    "It's a crime scene we shouldn't be giggling." John whispered.    "Here you go, Dr. Watso

AT THE WEDDING: 1 hour later.    "Do you, William Sherlock Scott Holmes, take Captain Doctor John Hamish Watson to be ..." The priest never finished.    Sherlock snapped at the priest. "Yes, I do. Could you just please talk faster. My feet aren't use to high heels.", Sherlock whined. The priest looked at John.    John nooded to him and said, "Yes, I do."    "You may kiss the bride." The priest said.    Sherlock snapped the heels off. John grabbed Sherlock's hand and ran to the waiting car.    "So where are we going for our honeymoon, my handsome detective?" John asked.    "You'll see, my dear doctor." Sherlock smiled at John.

AT MOLLY'S FLAT: SHERLOCK'S POV (the day of the wedding)  "I look rediculous, Molly" I whined. Molly could only giggle.  "You look fine Sherlock. Molly giggled. I just huffed at her.  "Why am I not suprised that you are wearing a bridal dress." Mycroft moaned.  "It was John's idea." I muttered.  " Oh, I know who's idea this was. Have fun, brother mine." Mycroft said while walking off with a smile. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AT GREG'S FLAT: JOHN'S POV   "You look fine, John." Greg said, "I can't wait to see the look on Sherl

Sherlock and John have planned their wedding. Greg is John's best man and Molly is Sherlock's maid of honor. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- JOHN'S POV   "Greg, I think that we should wear our uniforms." I said.   "Why, John? Sherlock will find out." Greg said worriedly.   "I'll tell him that you will wear your uniform, but he won't know that I am going to wear mine." I grinned like a fool.   "Great! So, will Sherlock have a best man or a maid of honor?" Curiosity was killing Greg.   "Molly Hooper is his maid of honor and yes, She