today was the day that sherlock went to the office with john. he didn't want to go, but john kept saying he couldn't go to the office with out his intern, so sherlock had to go. sherlock didn't sleep because he knew something was going to happen and them dating would slip out when they just got the press to stop assuming they were. every thing bad was going to happen especially since john was getting interviewed for the artificial heart. sherlock couldn't take his thoughts any more so he got out of bed and went to the kitchen. it was around four and they had to be at the office by ten, so sherlock had a lot of time to kill. he filled one of john's pots with water and put it on the burner, not wanting to risk waking john up with the kettle. he made tea then sat down on the sofa, turning the telly on and keeping the volume low. he watched reruns of old shows to pass the time, but time wasn't going very fast.

john came out to the living room around six when he didn't feel sherlock in bed. "sherlock?" he asked as he stood in the kitchen, turning the light on.

sherlock sat up and looked and john. "yea?" he asked softly.

"what're you doing?" he asked as he walked out to the living room.

"i couldn't sleep, so i made tea. but i couldn't go back to sleep." he said.

"are you worried about today?" john asked as he stood in front of sherlock.

sherlock nodded and looked up at john.

john sat next to sherlock and rubbed his knee. "it'll be fine, love, nothing will happen. i promise." he said and kissed his head. "now come lay down with me." he said and stood up, pulling sherlock up with him.

sherlock turned off the tv and followed john back to his bedroom, getting back in bed with him and cuddling him. he didn't sleep, but he acted like it to make john feel better.

in the morning, john made breakfast as sherlock got ready, but sherlock just sat on the bed, looking at the covered window. he got up and pushed the curtain open, letting the sunlight fill the room. he smiled timidly and went to the next window, pushing open the curtains. sherlock looked out to the street and watched the people walk by, he calmed his thoughts then got dressed in his jeans and a button up shirt, putting his ratted converse on then walking out to the kitchen. he sat on one of the stools at the bar and watched john cook breakfast, shirtless.

"morning." john grinned and glanced at sherlock.

"morning." sherlock smiled. "are you making omelettes?" he asked.

"only your favorite." john said and placed a plate in front of sherlock along with a mug of coffee. he leaned over the counter and kissed sherlock's lips once. "i'm going to get dressed."

"but i like you shirtless." sherlock said and kissed john again.

john smiled and kissed back. "and we have to get going soon." he said and pulled away. "eat." john pointed at the omlette as he walked away.

sherlock ate half the omelette and john ate the rest since he didn't make one for himself. when they left, sherlock walked behind john, just encase some one was watching them get in the car. the ride there, john kept telling sherlock that everything would be fine and he promised that nothing about them would get out. john always said his office was small, but it wasn't small. there were desks every where with people at them, talking on the phones. the press and journalist were all being held in the conference room and took pictures as john walked passed. sherlock followed behind him, keeping his head down.

"what exactly do you have this office for again?" sherlock asked as he watched john pull a chair behind his desk so sherlock could sit next to him.

"i'm working on making a chain of offices with labs connected to them for medical research." john said as he took his coat off, sitting down.

"but there's no lab." sherlock said and watched john.

"it's upstairs." john said as he turned on his computer. "sit down." he said and gestured to the chair next to him.

sherlock sat next to him, looking around the office.

"tyler!" john shouted.

a girl came running into john's office. "yes sir?" she asked as she brushed her brown hair out if her face.

"bring the first one in." he said.

"yes sir." she said then walked out of the room.

john opened the bottom drawer of his desk and took out a notebook, giving it to sherlock along with a pen. "i don't care what you do, just make it look like you're taking notes."

sherlock nodded and opened the notebook, exhaling deeply.

"it'll be fine, love." john said softly, rubbing his knee.

"there coming." sherlock said quickly, pushing john's hand off his knee.

john sat up in his chair and watched the news reporter sit down in the chair in front of the desk.

sherlock sat quietly in the chair, watching the people that sat in the chair in front of john. instead of deducing the people out loud, sherlock wrote it down in the notebook. there were eleven reporters and six journalists, so there were a lot of interviews. sherlock felt a hint of jealousy when the women would stare at john with a lustful look. they all knew that he was getting a divorce, so they were after him, but john just blew them off. at lunch, john had to go do something, but he didn't tell sherlock what, so sherlock was left alone in the office. sherlock stayed in the chair and just drew in the notebook. they still had the other half to do after lunch. a journalist came in that sherlock hadn't see before.

"what're you doing?" he asked, watching her.

she smirked, "i'm addie. and you're sherlock holmes."

"you're not supposed to be in here." sherlock said as he stood up, setting the notebook and pen on john's desk.

"are you sleeping with doctor watson?" she asked.

"no," sherlock sighed. "i am not sleeping with doctor watson. i am just his intern."

"but you're staying at his flat, not at a hotel."

"his flat has an extra bedroom. staying at his flat makes it easier since he works during the day, we have time to work on his study more if i stay with him." he said and walked closer to the woman.

"are you sure about that?" she asked.

"you're recently married," sherlock started. "your husband is a school teacher and you two have just bought a house together, ready to start a family, but it's not going to happen."
sherlock leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "you're pregnant, but it's not your husbands. it's the reporter's standing next to water cooler, isn't it?"
sherlock stepped back to look at her, and she was speechless. "now get out of doctor watson's office." he said.

she walked away quickly, going to the women's loo. sherlock closed the door and sat in his chair again, grabbing the notebook and pen again.

john came back after a half hour with some lunch. he closed the door behind him and locked it, setting the bag on his desk. "i got you a bag of crisps and a turkey sandwich just encase you were hungry." he said and set both of the items on the end of his desk.

"thanks." sherlock said and took the bag of crisps. "you didn't say where you were going."

john sat in his chair. "i thought i did." he said as took his sandwich out of the bag. "i went up to the lab and then went out to get us some lunch."

sherlock nodded and ate a chip. "we're leaving after this is done, right?" he asked and looked at john.

"i've got some work, but if you want to leave you can. you don't have to stay the whole time." john said and took a bite of his sandwich.

sherlock nodded again and ate his crisps quietly.

john set his sandwich down then rolled his chair over to sherlock. "what's up, babe?" he asked softly.

sherlock sighed and set the bag on john's desk. "a reporter came in here and kept asking if we were sleeping together."

"who was it?" john asked, his protective boyfriend mode kicking in.

"it's fine, i handled it." sherlock said and looked at john.

"you sure?" john asked.

sherlock nodded. "i'm sure."

john gave him a timid smiled and kissed his cheek. "if you're not going to eat, go do intern things."

sherlock laughed softly. "what kind of intern things?"

"err," john looked around his desk then picked up a few papers, giving them to sherlock. "go make copies."

sherlock took them and got up. "how many?"

"five each." john said and watched him.

sherlock nodded and walked to the door.

"wait!" john said and sherlock turned around. "come give your boss a kiss or you're fired," he grinned.

sherlock smiled and walked back over to john, leaning over his desk and giving him a peck on the lips. "now can i go?"

john nodded. "five copies each."

"got it." sherlock said then walked to the door, unlocking it and closing it behind him. he went over to the copier and started making copies.

after lunch, they were back to the interviews. the same questions, the same answers and sometimes a picture. it went on for the next two hours, and sherlock got bored. he still deduced everyone on paper, but it didn't take that long so he just sat there and stared at the person until they noticed him and got uncomfortable. john got after him for it then sent him up to the lab. half of the lab was finished, so that's the half sherlock stayed in. no one else was up there so sherlock sat at one of the tables and went through the blood samples that were sitting on the table. there was a file and sherlock opened it, seeing john's chicken scratch hand writing. he read through it, then tested the blood like john's work had said. he wrote down the results once he finished, getting bored again. he stayed in the lab and sat on the floor, playing with a squash ball he had found, bouncing it against the wall then catching it. john had come up after an hour and a half, seeing sherlock playing with the squash ball.

"what're you doing?" he asked.

"thank god." sherlock said and stood up. "it's boring up here."

"i left some blood samples for you." john said and walked over to sherlock.

"i finished them a long time ago." sherlock said and set the squash balm on the table.

"of course you did." john said. "all the interviews are over, so you can come back down. i'm going to be here for a few more hours."

sherlock sighed and tapped his fingers on the table top. "you said a few more hours yesterday, but you didn't get back until eleven."

"i just have to finish up some computer work. just one more hour, promise." john said and cupped sherlock's cheek.

"i'm staying with you."

john nodded. "it's just an hour, promise." he said and rubbed sherlock's cheek with his tumb gently.

"all the reporters are gone, right?" sherlock asked.

john nodded again.

sherlock smirked and kissed john, getting a kiss back right away. they pulled away when they heard a camera click then the lab door swung shut loudly. after john heard the door shut, he ran after the person. sherlock followed him, but didn't stop when they got out to the street, he kept running.

"sherlock!" john shouted, chasing after him.

sherlock sprinted all the way back to john's flat, crying. he heard john yelling at him from behind, but that only made him go faster and then he didn't hear john any more, but he kept running. john had given him a key so he let himself into the building, bounding up the steps to john's flat, letting himself in. he went to the bedroom and took his suit case out from under the bed, setting it on the bed and opening it.

"sherlock what are you doing?" john asked from behind, panting.

"you promised." sherlock sniffled. "you promised that nothing would happen!" he said as he tossed his clothes into his suit case.

"sherlock, stop." john said and grabbed sherlock by the wrists.

sherlock escaped john's grip and shoved the rest of his clothes into the case, zipping it. he pulled his case off the bed and walked out of the room with it rolling behind him.

"you're being rediculous." john said as he followed after sherlock.

"no i'm not." sherlock said as he grabbed his laptop, putting it in his satchel.

"sherlock holmes!" john roared.

sherlock stopped in fear and looked at john, eyes wide.

"i get it that you're scared, but i can get my lawyer to clear it, okay?" john asked in a calmer tone, walking to the boy. "i won't let it get out, okay? i signed forms with all those reporters saying that i got to choose which photos they published, and i can get them for this. so go unpack your things and calm down, alright?" john asked softly. "i'll take care of it, promise." he said then kissed sherlock's forehead.

sherlock sniffled and walked to the bedroom, john following behing him then going into his office, calling his defence lawyer.