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After her boys had gotten their act together, and since married, Mrs Hudson had become a lot better at knocking before she entered their flat - there were some things she was far too old to be seeing, thank you very much!
However, there were still times when she forgot, when the flat was just a little too quiet to remind her, or maybe she was hoping to glance at her boys being domestic.
It was at one such moment that she nudged the flat door open, an invitation if ever there was one, and found the sitting room empty. Placing the plate of biscuits she bore upon their table, she was about to leave (truly, she was) when she noticed them having what appeared to be a rather in depth discussion in the kitchen.
“Are you sure, Sherlock? I mean, it’s quite a lot to ask…”
“Positive, John. I wouldn’t bring it up if I wasn’t sure. I want to do this. With you.”
Clearly this was a private conversation, and so Mrs Hudson once more headed towards the door before she heard too many details of their private life, when she heard her name. Fearing she had been caught, she turned towards the kitchen, only to realise they were still talking.
“I’ll talk to her John, but you know she’ll be thrilled.”
“That’s the problem - we don’t know how long it will take, Sherlock! We haven’t even discussed the options yet! Perhaps we shouldn’t mention it until we know for sure…”
“She’ll need to know at some point John.”
“Just…not yet, ok? For now, I’d like it to be just us…just like it would be for a real couple.”
“Are we not real, John?”
She knew she had to leave now, clearly the boys were discussing something important, something they would bring to her in their own time, and it wouldn’t do to ruin their plans.
Closing the door softly behind her, Mrs Hudson’s only wish was that whatever it was, they wouldn’t be leaving Baker St.