As usual, Sherlock was storming around the flat, yelling "bored".

" Bored John. BORED!"

" Sherlock! I know you're bored! Stop repeating yourself for god's sake!"

" I need a case John. If I don't get one..."

Sherlock dropped his voice to a whisper.

"... I might have to make one of my own."

" Alright, alright. Calm down. I'll try to find one okay?"

" Fine."

John called Lestrade up, hoping for a break from Sherlock's ranting.

" Hullo?"

" Greg! Please tell me you have a case available for us!"

" Sorry John, we've got nothing. This isn't just a slow week, we literally have nothing at all."

John slapped his palm to his face while sighing deeply. In the background Greg heard a faint

" Bored bored bored bored bored! Why must the entire population of this country have the IQ of a peanut?! BORED!"

John covered the phone and screamed:

" SHUT UP!"

There was silence for a few moments, until he heard the faint chatter of " bored " return.

" I'm sorry. He's like a goddamned parrot."

Lestrade became concerned.

" John, are you alright?"

" Yeah, I'm fine. I guess I just need a break."

" Wait a minute! John! I don't normally do this, but I have a couple of resort tickets for " Seaside Grand Hotel Residencia ". My wife bought them because they were voted the number one beach resort in Spain. Take a break from London for a week."

" What? Why aren't you going with your wife?"

" I caught her cheating on me again a few days ago. We had a big fight about it and I grabbed them on the way out. We were supposed to go together. I was going to go alone, except that sounded too painful, so I planned on selling them on Ebay. But you obviously need a break more than I do, and this could be a big thank you to the both of you for all of your hard work and dedication. So, what do you say?"

" I don't know Greg..."

" Just say yes John. You need this."

" I would but... I doubt Sherlock would want to go."

" Then just take one ticket. Please John. I don't make offers like this often."

" Greg, I can't thank you enough for this. I will call you back in a couple of hours and tell you if I'll be needing both or not."

" Bye John"

" Bye Greg!"

John excitedly hung up and ran over to Sherlock, who had his head stuffed between two pillows while lying on the couch. John tapped him on the shoulder.

Sherlock turned over and stared at him.

" Did you get a case?"

John grinned. " Even better! A week vacation to Spain!"

Sherlock scowled and turned away again.

" How tedious."

" Sherlock. It's better than wandering around the flat with nothing to do."

" I refuse. My mind does not relax, I only wish to speed it up."

" If you don't go, you'll be here all alone. Plus, you can deduce hundreds of people while we're there. "

Sherlock turned towards him again.

" Don't forget, I used to work alone. I could deduce people by just walking out the door and turning left down the main road and watching people from across the street."

John grew angry. " Fine! I'll just go alone. I didn't think you'd want to come anyways."

Sherlock's gaze grew softer.

" You didn't think I'd want to come?"

" Obviously not! Your reaction is so predictable! You act this way every time I try to do something different with you."

Sherlock stood up quickly.

" I am NOT predictable!"

" Then how did I know you would do this?"

Sherlock stood in thought for a moment before saying:

" Fine. I'll go."

John's jaw dropped.

" WHAT?!"

Sherlock grinned the widest John had ever seen.

" I'll go on your vacation. But with two exceptions."

" What are they?"

" One: I will use the kitchen for a month for my experiments without a single complaint from you."

John thought for a few minutes.

"...okay. What's your second one?"

Sherlock moved uncomfortably closer to John, causing him to turn a little pink. As he spoke his hot breath tickled his face, causing him to shiver.

" By the end of the trip, I will ask you a question. You must answer the question fully and truthfully."

John nodded.

" I accept. Now let me call Lestrade to let him know we'll need both tickets. You go pack!"

Sherlock looked away.

" I don't have any summer clothes."

John smiled.

" It's okay, I don't either. We'll go shopping today and buy some. We'll leave right after I call."

John called and let an overjoyed Greg Lestrade know that they would be needing both tickets.

Then they left the flat with an 100.00 bill to go to the clothing store to buy bathing suits and casual summer wear. Of course Sherlock was giving John the hardest time with picking out his clothes. All of Sherlock's shorts were khaki cargo and plain white tee shirts. His swim suit bottoms were plain and black. He was trying very hard to look as professional as possible, and did NOT want anything colorful or with a print. Which was slightly ridiculous considering that they were on vacation. John just packed a few graphic tees, a few pairs of khaki shorts and a pair of Hawaiian swim shorts.

John booked their flight to Spain, and Sherlock packed his bag.

After they made their preparations they sat down on the couch. John logged into his laptop while Sherlock entered his mind palace.

" Wow." John thought. " I'm going on vacation with Sherlock Holmes!"

Sherlock wasn't really in his mind palace though. He was thinking about John.

Why did he let him persuade him to go on this pathetic vacation with him to Spain? He knew why deep in that mind palace, he just hadn't realized it yet, but he just couldn't help giving in when he saw John so unhappy. Why? Well, that was for him to figure out. What was he going to ask him? He wasn't sure yet, but it had to be for something that Sherlock himself wouldn't be able to figure out on his own.

Neither of them knew that this trip would change them. Would it bring them together?

Or tear them apart?

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