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There were only two times in Sherlock Holmes' life that he was left totally speechless. The first was at Uni the second will not be spoken of at the risk of your own life. Sherlock could now count this as the third time his mind froze for more than three seconds.
"So do you know where he is," "Finny" asked.
Sherlock's mind suddenly clicked into place, "There is no one named John Watson that lives here," he said.
Finny looked confused, "Ah I see…"
"Whose, at the door," a voice called from up the stairs.
Finny looked suspicious, "Who is that?"
"My flat mate," he answered.
"What's his name?"
Sherlock's mind suddenly decided it would stop working, again. He didn't understand why this always happened when John was concerned. It was just like that time at the pool, John standing with explosive's strapped to his chest. So this is why Sherlock blurted out the first name that came to his mind, "James Bond," he said calmly. As he said it he tried to think of where he had heard the name before and realized that John had spoken of the man often, though Sherlock hardly listened.
This time Finny froze, "James….. Bond," he said slowly as if processing.
"Yes," Sherlock said, too far to back down. He was quite annoyed then, when "Finny" suddenly burst out laughing. He laughed so hard that he was doubled over with tears flowing down his cheeks.
"Yer Serious," he gasped between tears.
"Yes of course I would know my flat mate's name," Sherlock said, miffed.
Finny straightened and Sherlock could tell he was having a hard time trying not to burst out laughing again. "Of course lad of course," he choked. "Tell Mr….. Bond I said hi," He said and burst out laughing as he walked away.
Sherlock sniffed in annoyance and closed the door. Walking up the stairs, wondering what exactly this "Finny" thought was so funny. He burst into the room pausing to look at John while he made tea, "John who is James Bond?" He asked suddenly.
John nearly dropped the kettle and turned to Sherlock, "What?"
"Who is James Bond," Sherlock insisted.
"Uhhh he's a famous movie spy."
"Oh," Sherlock said, suddenly wishing he had listened to John more.
"Why?"
"No reason."
"Sherlock you never do anything for no reason, no matter how obscure," John said returning to make tea. "Who was at the door," John said deciding to drop the subject.
"No one," Sherlock answered as he picked up John's laptop and hacked into it in seconds.
John sighed and ignored this, "Who was at the door?"
"Just a man looking for someone."
"Who?"
"No one."
"Who was he looking for Sherlock," John insisted, turning on him.
Sherlock watched John as he poured the tea and two cups of sugar into his tea, thinking of a way to tell John without having him panic. He sat down across from Sherlock and looked straight back at him. "You," Sherlock mumbled.
John paused and calmly sipped his tea, "Me? Why?"
"He said he wanted to kill you," Sherlock mumbled hoping John had not heard him.
He had and choked on his tea, Sherlock watched in slight concern as John slowly calmed his breathing enough to answer, "K-Kill me?"
"Yes but when he asked who your name was I lied," Sherlock said calmly.
"Oh what did you tell him," John said as he took a calming sip of tea.
"I told him your name was James Bond," He mumbled behind John's laptop.
"Pffffftttt ahahahaha," John laughed and coughed as tea shot out his nose. Sherlock felt that even though it was at his expense, he was glad that John's tension and worry was abated, for now at least. "Sherlock, Oh god Sherlock you did not," he choked.
"I did," Sherlock said stiffly though a small tug at the corner of his lips.
"Sherlock, there is no way that guy believed you!"
"He left didn't he," Sherlock mumbled.
"Yes but don't you think he'll be back," John asked suddenly worried.
"Yes, perhaps, but don't worry John, I will have Mycroft up the security; besides he was a total amateur, he told me he came here to kill you. Come on John I wouldn't worry," Sherlock insisted.
"Yeah well your Sherlock bloody Holmes," John mumbled and stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"To get a movie," John said simply.
"What movie?"
"James Bond."
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