A/N: This was inspired by do you want to build a snowman from frozen. The lyrics got changed by me and my friend and I just randomly decided, I'm going to write a fanfiction for it. So here we are! Hope you enjoy!

I stand outside his door. I don't know why he won't talk to me anymore. What did I do? I feel so alone. I swallow done my sadness and knock on the door.

"John? Do you want to play deductions?"

No response. There never is one anymore.

"Come on the game is on."

I put my ear against the door. Not even a sound.

"I never see you anymore, after I took fall. I wish I could tell you why."

I try to look underneath the door but can't see anything. His curtains must be shut.

"We used to be best buddies, but now you've got Mary. I feel like you're ignoring me! Do you want to play deductions? It doesn't have to be deductions."

All I get in response is a very heated "Piss off Sherlock!"

I sigh and look down at the ground. I slowly walk away murmuring "Okay, I'll solve a crime."

It's been ages now! Surely he must have forgiven me. I knock on the door again.

"Do you wanna play deductions or blog about it all? I think some company is overdue, I've started talking to my notes up on the walls."

I stare up at my notes from the recent murders.

"I'm bored John!"

I remember complaining about being bored constantly to him. I laugh at the memory of him taking his gun off me after I decided to shoot our wall out of boredom. I lie down on the couch staring at his chair.

"It get's a little lonely, staring at your chair. Without you sitting there."

I notice his discarded gun and begin shooting the wall. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, BANG!

I gave up long ago at trying to get his attention it seemed obvious he didn't want to see me. At this point I just wanted to talk to him. I miss him. I walk up to the door.

"John, Please I know you're in there. Mrs hudson has your tea."

No answer. Did I really expect one though, it's been 2 years.

"They say murder and I'm solving it. But it's not the same without you."

Please John just open the door.

"I really need your help, to solve this crime. Please come out John."

I listen again, still no answer. He's stopped listening. He's stopped caring. I whisper through the closed door.

"Do you want to play deductions?"

I slump down against the door feeling awful. After a while I get up and begin to walk away.

"Goodbye John."