This is my first Fanfic and I'm sorry if it's bad but I'm trying to practice this whole Fanfic thing out :) If there is any problems please say, I don't bite ;) Hopefully you will like it and will stay with it to see where it goes :) (can you tell I like emoticons :P) Anyway enough with me here it is, enjoy! :D

"Bored!"

5 minutes a new record.

"Boreeeeddd!"

"Sherlock seriously we are in a bank can you please at least talk quietly…" I knew this was a bad idea but someone has to pay the bills and I didn't exactly ask for him to come with me. It just seems that ever since the Pool incident he doesn't want to leave my side, even if I tell him to go away he will always stand a distance away but hidden thinking that I couldn't find him… He really does underestimate my observing skills.

My thoughts were cut off by Sherlock's smoot- I mean baritone voice, I forgot to mention about the fact that I may or may not be falling in lo… "John I do not underestimate you're observing skills, in fact you seem to be developing them quite nicely-"Wait did Sherlock just compliment me? "-but that is likely due to living with me for so long". Well it was nice well it lasted.

"Well thank you… Ok well if you're bored then can you deduce someone that I point out" Hopefully this will entertain him for a short period of time.

I hear a sigh to the left of me "That's not going to be hard, but there's nothing else to do so…"

"I'm going to take that as a go ahead" I couldn't hide the smirk on my face and Sherlock must of seen it to because he seems to be hiding a smile, if you didn't look hard enough or you haven't known him that long you probably would of missed it. "That lady over there."

Then the half-smile was suddenly gone and replaced with the look which says *seriously*, "John I may be a genius but I am not a Psychic, do you mean the anxious lady who is trying to hide her pregnancy, the obvious addict and is currently experiencing a draw back or the wannabe slag, who are we referring to".

"ummm… the anxious lady who is 'obviously' trying to hide a pregnancy."

"You have no idea who I'm referring to do you?"

"No clue" Sherlock just looked at me for a minute with the look of *why do I hang out with you* but it didn't have the full effect when his lip was obviously quivering, it was only seconds later that both me and him were in complete hysteria gaining the attention of nearly everyone in the bank. As we slowly started to stop Sherlock finally re-adjusted himself without first staring at me with a look that I have never seen before "What is it, is there something on my face."

"No it was just- never mind"

"Ok…. Back to the observation game"

"Seriously John, observation game"

"You got any other names, ummm, spotting game, life game, causing uncomfortable moments if spoken directly to them game" I smirked up to Sherlock,

"Observation game it is, well let's start from the bottom up. Scuffs on the tips of her shoes thus she is quite clumsy and nearly always ends up In a rush, likely due to stress at home causing he to be late for work in the mornings, she constantly fiddles with her wedding ring so it's likely the marriage isn't working out due to the fact he isn't what she expected hence the bruises around her neck, obvious strangulation marks which she is trying to hide by wearing that scarf on a summers day, as for the pregnancy it's obvious, her wedding finger hand is constantly resting on her belly which she looks down at every now and then signalising that she is likely thinking about what to do and at times you can notice a slight smile playing on her lips telling us that she doesn't want to get rid of it, so in conclusion is deciding on where to live if he doesn't want the kid which is likely going to happen."

I didn't know what to say apart from, "…amazing", from the left of me I can see Sherlock smirking and again gives me that look:

Future reference= research that look into more detail

But back to reality, I really shouldn't feed his big ego no matter how much I lov- no I am not going to say that word, it doesn't mean anything, does it? As we stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity something snapped us back to reality

"NEXT!"

As we moved forward towards the counter my eyes flew over her taking in all that I noticed about her life and personality and tried really hard to keep in the observations, I don't think John would be quite impressed if I was to read her life in front of everyone and recently I have been trying really hard to impress him. Ever since the Pool incident something in my perspective of him changed, suddenly something opened up in me and now I seem to suffer from a fast heart beat and tendency's to blush every time I look at him. Sometimes I can't even hide it, I hadn't even realised that I was staring at him and I think it is starting to unnerve him… but I can't help it, he's like a moving mystery, and every layer is as interesting as the last.

"What do you want" Ok I take it back, her rude manner towards John deserves everything that I'm going to say to her.

"Well, Diana is it?" Finally turning her head towards me she was even more stupid than I was first
thought "I-"

"Sherlock don't" John turned towards me "Maybe you should wait over there" He then pointed towards a secluded seating area on the far right wall "I think I can handle this and you still can keep an eye on me, ok?" No I was not ok, I didn't want to leave his side with this incompetent woman who clearly has no interest in either of us only the money they give her at the end of the month. But I didn't want to disappoint him so I slowly shuffled over to the chair making sure to exaggerate my mood just to annoy John.

I then realised how hard it was for me to just stare at him and not say anything especially with that… 'Woman' talking to him. How dare he stand there with his sandy blonde hair that glistens in the sunlight and that brown jumper which I just want to cuddle into and those jeans which come in perfectly around his bum which helps to clearly show the shape of the perfectly round butt cheeks. Damn John. As I sat observing his fine physique I noticed the entry of 5 men which all seem a bit mysterious, before I realised what was going to happen (I should of paid more attention instead of putting all of it on John's bum- damn John) they took out 5 guns and turned them out towards us in all directions.

"EVERYONE ON THE FLOOR NOW!" I tried to stare towards John to give a reassuring glance but I noticed that he was blocked by 2 of the 5 men which were both currently aiming the guns towards the front counter, this is just like the pool incident but this time I'm not near him, damn John!

"I SAID NOW!"

P.S I don't know what type of guns would be used in a bank hostage situation so I just say Gun, I did try to research it but it may sound a bit odd typing into google, "what type of gun is best for bank hostage situations" ;)

P.P.S sorry if I have trouble updating I am halfway through exams and couldn't wait, I will try for once a week :)