"You idiot!"

"Why Sherlock?"

"How could you?"

"I thought we were past this"

"Is this why you really got beat up?"

"You could have talked to us!"

"Where have you been buying?"

"Do you wanna talk to us now?"

"Where have you been using?"

"We are here for you."

"Your the stupidest person I know."

"Addiction is a disease."

"It was his choice!"

"God Sherlock!"

"Addiction is worse then sentiment!"

"Are you going to stop?"

"Of course he's gonna stop!"

"And you know this how John?"

"Because I know him!"

"Did you know about this?"

"Of course I didn't bloody know Greg!"

"Then obviously you don't really know him."

"I know him a hell of a lot better then you, Mycroft!"

"Oh yes, and out of the three of us which one hasn't been with him, when he's been using?

"He would have been."

"But he wasn't. It was you, Molly, and I! And before that it was my parents and me!"

"Oh yes! Where is Molly? I'm sure she would love to join in scolding me!" Those were the first words Sherlock had said in 7 minutes. Which was followed by silence. Until...

"Oh shut up!"

"Don't be such an arse!"

"Molly really should be here."

"Oh shut up John!"

"Sherlock you deserve all of this scolding!"

"Don't tell me to shut up!"

"Oh shut up John!"

"Mycroft!"

"Oh shut up Greg!"

"Mycroft!"

"This is about Sherlock not me!"

The three men all stopped and looked at Sherlock. "You owe us an explanation Sherlock." said John quietly.

"I owe no one anything!" snapped the consulting detective. "All of this yelling is stressing me out, one of you get me some nicotine gum, it's in my jacket.

John walked to the other side of the room, and reached into Sherlock's pocket. He pulled out the pack of gum and a used needle.

"Still going to say you arnt using?"

Lastrade and Mycroft started yelling again and John just starred blankly at Sherlock, before turning and leaving the room. Lastrade and Mycroft were to busy arguing with each other to notice John leave and Sherlock get out of bed and follow him.

Sherlock lost his blogger for a few minutes until he went into the stairwell to find John crying. "John?"

"Oh bloody fantastic! Just what I need right now! A speech about sentiment and a bunch of excuses!"

"John I..."

"No Sherlock, I don't want to hear anything you have to say! How could you do this?"

"Joh..."

"I've already been down this road with Harry, and look at us! I can't do this with you! I can't lose you!"

"I'm sorry John."

"What?"

"I'm sorry for disappointing you."

Sherlock looked at the floor. He didn't even do anything this time, and he still hurt John. And no one was going to believe the truth.

"What drove you back to this? Was it me?"

"John what, I don't even, how could you possibly think this is your fault?"

"I know how upset you were when you found out, well when you thought you found out Jake and I are a couple. Which isn't the case!"

"John I've seen the proof I know you two are together there is no point in denying it!"

"Sherlock! There is no proof!"

Sherlock took 2 steps closer to John.

"You said you were dating someone new and you said you had lunch with the person your dating, which just so happened to be..."

"I LIED! Sherlock I lied to you! I wouldn't have done it if I thought it would lead to this." A few more tears rolled down John's face.

"Why?" Sherlock felt broken, John knew he cared for him and he still continued with the lie, he continued to hurt him.

"I was going to tell you on your birthday. I was planning a surprise party for you, the girlfriend was a coverup so I could go out alone, I just happened to run into Jake at the store."

John took a few steps toward Sherlock, who had a smile creeping onto his face.

"You were planning a birthday party for me?"

"Yes."

"That's why you lied? That's why you were talking to Mycroft?"

"Yes."

Sherlock took a few more steps towards John until they were one step away from each other.I

"You were never dating Jake?"

"Never."

John took the last step. Their noses were practically touching. John felt his heartbeat quicken and saw Sherlock's eyes dilate. Sherlock stood frozen,

'What is John doing' he had seen the film he knew John didn't share his feelings. Then John bridged the gap between their noses. They could feel the others breath.

"You should get back to your room" breathed John.

"I don't have to." whispered the detective.

"You should go to rehab". John said taking a step back from his flatmate.

"I'm not using. I have been clean."

"Sherlock! You just had a tox screen that found cocaine in your system! I just pulled a dirty needle out of your coat!"
Sherlock rolled his eyes 'moment gone.'

"That needle wasn't mine, it must have been planted on me!"

"So when Moriarty took you, he planted a dirty needle on you, and you, Sherlock Holmes, world's most observant person didn't notice?"

Sherlock thought for a moment. It was odd that he didn't notice anything on his way to Baker Street. He was sure he had his hands in his pockets at some point. No one had bumped him or had been near his coat....'Of course!'

"I know how that needle got into my coat!"

Sherlock bolted out of the staircase and back towards his room. In the time John and Sherlock has been gone Molly had shown up, noticing Sherlock's absence first. Just as the nurse started to call security, Sherlock burst through the door.

"Storytime!"

Sherlock walked up to Molly to say hello and instead was greeted by a slap.
"How dare you!"
She went to slap him again but he caught her arm "I didn't dare." Sherlock let go of Molly and went back into his bed.

Sherlock started from the beginning, when he had first heard Morarity on the street. He went through to tell the whole story leaving out the specifics of what he say and just saying 'disturbing videos', he finished with Jake coming in and putting the gum in his pocket.

"He must have put the syringe in there too!"

The whole room was quite for a moment. Lastrade broke the silence

"Why was Jake here?"

"Something about wanting to break bread because of our friendship with John" Sherlock sighed.

"Sherlock your obviously lying Jake left London yesterday. He's got a job lined up in Cardiff, he will probably never see any of us again. I dropped him at the station myself."

"But he's friends with John so they will see each again, which means we will see each other."

"Actually I have no way to reach him, we never exchanged numbers, I didn't even know he was leaving and I saw him yesterday" John said.

"You didn't even exchange numbers! God John you could have told me that earlier and spared everyone a lot of grief!" Sherlock exclaimed "Who has dinner with someone without thinking to exchange mobiles!"

"Besides Jake was working for Scotland Yard, he majored in criminal justice! Why would he plant a dirty syringe on you?"

"I'm not completely sure how he plays intro his yet, but he does!"

"I'll get together a drugs bust team for your apartment. That will prove rather or not you are using." Lastrade said.

"No" Mycroft spoke up "If he is telling the truth, there will be plants in the apartment. Besides my brother's sobriety is not what's important at the moment. I should have been called the second Morarity was brought into question. That's a matter of national security." And with that the older Holmes brother left.

"Lastrade try to contact Jake" directed Sherlock "Molly see if you can think of another test".

"Sherlock there arnt any tests to see if you administered the drug yourself or not." Molly piped up.

"Go!" And then there was only Sherlock and John in the hospital room.

"I know your angry but I'm clean."

Then there was only Sherlock.

—-

Sherlock wasn't even out of the hospital for an hour before he was obsessing over Morarity.

'How did he fake his deathh less then a meter in front of Sherlock? Where has he been hiding? Where is he now? What's his game this time?'

After Sherlock left Morarity on the roof not only had Sherlock's name been cleared but people working for Mycroft and Sherlock had been slowly breaking apart Morarity's network.

'So how and why is he back now?'

Obviously Morarity still wanted Sherlock dead, but there had to be some new game! Yes, he had already started destroying Sherlock's personal life, but there had to be more.

'He must have sent Jake after John knowing it would upset me. But how did he know my feelings for John?"

Besides the maniac would never be entertained with just ruining some of Sherlock's friendships. But he had nothing to go on, no clues from that singular incounter. The only lead he had was Jake, who was apparently in Wales now.

'But WAIT! '

Sherlock bolted up from the couch at 221B Baker Street, where he had been thinking.

'I'm the clue! I was where Morarity has been hiding, there must be something on me to indicate where I was. '

Sherlock was still in his clothes from last night (thats all he had when he had been discharged) he jumped off the couch, put on his coat and scarf and was out the door, headed back to St.Barts. Hopefully Molly had already forgivin him.

—-

John had gone out to get some grocreies, not because they needed them, he justed didn't feel like being around the consulting dectective at the moment. Not only was he still mad at Sherlock, he was confused about their almost moment in the staircase.

'What was I doing? I know Sherlock has feelings for me, so what was that? I'm straight? Yes, ya I am straight!'

John had decided to walk back to the flat so he would have more time to think.

'With Sherlock though, he's just... I dont know. But that can not happen again. I cant lead him on.'

John had reached Baker St and was approching his flat.

'But who am I really leading on?'

He put down the groceries and unlocked the door.

'No Sherlock is just my friend. That's all.'

He walked up the stairs and into their flat,

"Sherlock I'm back. I brought food, you should eat something."

No reply.

"Sherlock? Hello?" John checked all of Sherlock's usual pearchs around the flat and had no luck finding him. He took out his phone.

Where are you? You just left the hospital, you should be staying put.

A moment later John's phone lit up.

I am fine John, I can take care of myself.
-SH

What exactly does that mean?

I dont need you to babysit me. -SH

Actually you do, considering what you've been doing when you have been out by yourself.

John if I was going to use, it would most likley be in the comfort of my own home. However I am not using.
-SH

Could you at least have enough respect for me to stop lying to me.

What does respect have to do with lying?
-SH

You know what nevermind Sherlock! I dont care what your doing or where you are.

John through down his phone angrily but almost immedatliy picked it back up.

Just be careful Sherlock. Try to stay safe.

Will do.
-SH

"So Molly find any traces of anything interesting?" Sherlock asked. Molly was currently looking through his hair to see if any evidence could be pulled out of it.

"No not really, but you might want to try a new conditionar, your hair is rather dry." Sherlock just rolled his eyes.