Erin lay on the uncomfortable but familiar hospital bed with the scratchy sheets staring blankly at the was New Years Eve and she was being released today, well at midnight. She would have snuck out again but there were nurses swarming around outside her room putting up decorations for the party tonight, which would be completely boring.

After a few years of being here she knew how these parties always went, first people would awkwardly stand around bobbing to age old folk music. When the night progresses they get louder and more 'friendly' then at the end of the night everyone stands around to watch the countdown. Basically, hell on Earth.

Sherlock hadn't come to visit her, she didn't expect him to though, she thought he was probably just annoyed by her. She lazily plucked at the strings on the guitar that was lying on her stomach, she wanted to play but had no idea what she wanted to play.

A few hours later she was brought outside by one of the nurses for the party, the usually plain reception area was decorated with banners and tinsel wound around everywhere possible. Erin found a small alcove in the corner and tucked herself into the space where no one could see her. Time passed by too slowly for her liking, unfortunately, just before midnight one of the nurses had found her and ushered her into the crowd that was staring at the screen that showed thousands of people standing under big ben.

She sighed and made her way to the edge of the crowd not wanting to be caught in the middle of all the New Years Saliva Exchange.

"Didn't think you'd be a party person." a deep voice sounded from behind her. She spun around to and came face to face with Sherlock.

"Sherlock?" she exclaimed surprised that he was here, "Shouldn't you be with your family?" she scolded.

He scoffed, "Oh god no, they're boring" he said dismissively with a wave of his hand.

"Oh and im so interesting?" she replied unbelievingly.

"No, I came here to hang around with sweaty old men," he said sarcastically and gave her a smile.

"Come on," he said and took her hand dragging her away, they ended up in an empty hall outside the mourge looking out the window as snow fell silently. They could hear distant cheering echoing down the halls, "Happy New Years, Sherlock." Erin said softly watching flecks of white dance around.

"Happy New Years, Erin." he replied quietly. In silence they began to walk down the halls and ended up at one of the exits, Sherlock pushed open the doors letting in a gust of cold wind and walked out.

"Hey, where are you going?" she called after him, clutching her jumper tighter to her body to keep warm.

"Well, technically it's midnight now and you are free to go. So, lets leave", he turned around.

Erin sighed annoyed at herself as she began to follow him, "Aren't you cold" she questioned through chattering teeth, he was only wearing skinny jeans and a thin blazer and shirt.

"A little," he admitted. Both their cheeks had gone slightly rosy from the biting cold. "You should invest in coat and scarf," she replied. He shrugged his shoulders slightly, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

When they reached the courtyard he stopped abruptly so Erin banged into him slightly, he took her hand and pulled her to him and they began swaying as snow fell around them.

"What are you doing?" she whispered, looking up at him.

"Well, it's New Years- people dance on New Years. Plus, I love dancing and haven't in a while. So" he trailed away embarrassed.

"Well, this isn't dancing." She put her hand on his shoulder and began to make them dance around properly instead of a small sway. Sherlock smiled, thankful she hadn't been put off by his forwardness.

"So what are your plans for this year?" Erin asked as Sherlock spun her round.

"Probably ignoring my family for the next nine or so days" he said pulling her back to him.

"Why?"

"No reason." he looked away, avoiding her eyes.

"Of course there's a reason," she said persistently. He gave her a look as if to say 'shush' but she continued to give him a look that said 'I'll find out eventually'.

He sighed giving in, "It's my birthday in six days and I want to avoid them."

"Ah I see, understandable. My whole family comes over for my birthday- you never know how many i might have- well probably 20," strangely there wasn't an awkward silence, "You should come to mine."

Sherlock was stunned, nobody wanted to spend time with him willingly. Erin saw his confusion, "Well, I'm not gonna force you to do anything and you can escape to my house, we're friends after all."

Sherlock weighed his options and decided that he would go to hers. "Okay then. What about you?"

"Hhm, what about me?" this time Erin was the one who was confused.

"New Years Resolution" he said as if it was obvious.

"Oh," she exclaimed as she caught on, "Probably get a flat or something, I hate living at home I get babied" Sherlock nodded as they danced round until the snow was thick.

"As much as I love this, if I don't go inside now I will honestly die of hypothermia" Erin said, her voice slightly muffled from where she had placed her cheek on his shoulder. "Alright then" he said softly and pulled them over to the door they had come through before.

As the warmth hit Erin's face she realised how cold she actually was, even though Sherlock wasn't really affected, Sherlock took out his phone and checked the time 2:00am, they had been outside for almost two hours without coats, he took off his blazer and draped it over Erin and she smiled at the extra warmth it gave her.

They both began to walk down the hall, Erin's parents would be coming soon to pick her up so she had to get the small amount of stuff she had in her room, before they parted ways Erin turned to face him, "I'd better see you January 6th mister, then you can get your blazer back." with that she walked away leaving a stunned Sherlock stood at the exit of the hospital, he smiled and made his way home.

A/N- It was awkward writing this chapter, because dancing is supposed to be intimate and stuff and the snow was romantic (at least that was the aim) and I just can't write that stuff! I honestly don't know why I'm updating so much, I'm going back to school tomorrow so I might not update as much but I love writing this so I might continue updating as much as I am now I dunno! Favourite, Follow and Review please.

DISCLAIMER: I only own Erin and any other OC's that might come up, everything else belongs to the BBC and ACD. As far as I'm aware I came up with the plot, if it looks familiar to you please just tell me and don't sue. :)