Just a little 221B I threw together while waiting for inspiration... The only inspiration was the title, from the Sugarbabes song Freak Like Me
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't profit, just have fun.
Slowly drifting into the kitchen, Sherlock watched as John went through the soothing routine of making tea, his movements sure, almost rhythmic.
There was no surprise in John's face as he turned to look at his flatmate; he'd known all along that he was being watched.
"What?" He asked, handing him a mug, taking a tentative sip of his own, his eyes watching that chiselled alabaster face.
"Why would you do that?"
"Sorry? Why would I do what?" John was tired, and the adrenalin that had kept him going at the pool had long since dissipated, leaving him feeling drained.
"Risk your life for a…" Looking down into his drink Sherlock was suddenly lost for words.
"A what, Sherlock?"
"A freak like me."
John bit back an angry retort, and grasping his friend gently by the elbow led him to his chair.
"If I tell you, will you answer one question for me?"
Sherlock nodded.
"I did it because I didn't want him to win, because in the greater scheme of things I'm expendable."
For a moment the younger man looked stunned, as if this was the last thing he expected to hear.
"And your question?"
"When did someone as gifted as you start taking their name-calling to heart? Can't you see it's because they're too stupid to realise you're brilliant"
