Reichenbach Dissapearence

((That's fine.))

((Phew. I'm okay now. I don't know what that was last night, but it scared me. Nothing like that really happens to me. So to just be feeling utterly sick like that all of a sudden is like... Never the less, I'm all right and I'm here!)) She is taken back, her heart about leaps. It definitely skips a few beats. He had kissed her before, but that last one makes her heart almost stop. She kisses him back, the same way. She wraps her arms around his chest. She can't afford to wait much longer.

"John... Are you ready for me?"

[whispering] "Yes. I can't wait much longer otherwise I might die."

"Hmm... I think I need to use the bathroom. Be back in... An hour?" [teases]

"NO YOU BLOODY DON'T! I've already waited this long, Sherlock. I swear, when you come back in an hour, I'll be dead because of all that waiting."

"Mmm... Yes... I do."

"Do you REALLY have to? Come on, love. You made my hormones go up more than Moriarty ever did, you can't just leave me with them still going hoping for that moment and still going even though it hasn't happened. But the expectation and the hope and the wait, that will kill me."

"Mmm... Yeah. Gotta go. I think Mycroft needs me. I hate Mycroft. But he needs me. Can't make the queen wait. Bye love." Sherlock quickly dresses in his purple shirt and normal trousers. He slips on his shoes, suit jacket, jacket with the collar turned up, scarf an cell phone. "Good bye love." He pressed a soft kiss to her lips and left before she could say anything.

OH NO HE DID NOT JUST FUCKING DO THAT! {Her hormones are still raging, her heart still like an engine racing out of control, breathing rapidly. He'd done that on purpose. The images still fresh in her mind. His warm skin against hers, pressing. The taste of his lips.

And the feeling when they touched her neck, her skin, her pulse. The way he ruffled his hair. The rolling of his hips into her. Images of what hadn't come, and it was driving her insane. She could see it happening. Oh god. Oh god.}

[explodes] "SHERLOCK!" even though he'd already gone. [pants, violently, looks down.] "OH SHIT! Oh god god GOD!" {Luckily, there wasn't anything on the floor so he wouldn't know. She couldn't stand him knowing. Very quickly, hops into the shower and turned on the water. It almost felt the way Sherlock did, warm over the cold that had been there for so long. And he had melted it all away.} [inhales, calming herself. Turns it off, grabs a towel, drys her hair with it, and puts on her bathrobe. Gets onto her bed and drifts into sleep thinking of Sherlock.]

[stays over at Mycrofts place. Got punched once for mouthing off to Mycroft. Long story.]

[still asleep, dreaming about Sherlock with a wide smile, mutters] "I love you more than anything in the entire world.

[shows up slipping into bed next to her.] love you too

[hears his voice, wakes up] "Mmm? Oh. Hello."

"Missed you. Bruised eye and cut lip... Mouthed off to Mycroft. The queen had enough.

[gasps, gently touches his face] "Oh Sherlock... That DICK! I think I was better off NOT knowing who he was. Though, I didn't even like him when I didn't know him." [kisses] "I missed you too. I... er... [bites her lip] Well, didn't really have a thing to do so I just went to bed."

Ok. That's right good.

[cuddling up] "Mmm hmm."

"That's not all you did. I'm not stupid. The scent was in the air when I walked in. Not stupid." [chuckels and kisses her cheek"

"Yeah, okay, I took a shower. Deal with it."

"You took a shower... But that's not all."

[her mind is thinking oh god does he KNOW? No. That's ridiculous.] "Isn't it? Oh, I DID make tea before I went to bed. There's some left if you want it."

"You came when I left. I could smell it when I walked in. Seriously."

[inside she's going holy shit, but then she just laughs] "What?! ME?! That's utterly ridiculous, Sherlock. I've never done that in my entire life and I hope to God I never do. And I really need to put some real clothes on." [slightly leaps up out of the bed before he can do anything, goes and grabs some clothes, walks into the bathroom and locks the door.

Then ends up collapsing on the floor. HOW THE FUCK DID HE EVEN MANAGE...?! John, John, calm yourself. It'll be fine. NO IT WON'T! Removes her robe and puts on her clothes. Inhales deeply. Gets up, looks in the mirror and fixes her hair in a casual but still professional way. Smiles, unlocks the door, and walks out.] "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm needed over at the surgery. I'll see you later." [goes quickly downstairs, out the front door and works her way over there. Sits at her desk and sighs deeply.] "All right, Sarah, you can let them in."

Sherlock laughs and sits on the setee. He waits patiently for John to finish.