[Can you get to the original tunnel, with the handholds, or should I drive home and get you rope?]
He sets about doing that.
And she hugs him, hard.
"You're okay," she sighs. "I'm so glad you're okay. I love you."
Meh, probably not, she's gonna go for it anyway.
And she kisses her boyfriend very very thoroughly.
"Thought you might. You've been calling me 'love' offhandedly for months now. Didn't quite have the nerve to inquire outright though."
Kisses kisses kisses. "I should call Charlie probably," she mumbles against Sherlock's mouth after a few minutes more, "tell him all's well."
"Yes," he agrees. "And we should refrain from kissing while you do that."
She fetches her phone, dials her father's cell, reports that she and Sherlock are both uninjured and that she'll be home in an hour and a half.
Notably, it will not take even a full half hour to drive from here to any chosen point in Sunnydale.
"Well," says Juliet innocently. "I figured I'd give you a ride home, first, and who knows how long that could take." She hops up to her feet and behind the wheel.
When he is in the pickup, off she drives out of the ruined grove.
"I did recently get out of the hospital, so I don't know if it'd be wise for dessert to be had so soon," Bella says. "But we're creative people. I'm sure we can fill the time."
Bella parks.
Possible alternatives are rendered actual.