Author's Note:
I don't know. Short chapter. I am trying to come up with ideas for chapters but struggling. Not sure how much longer I will keep this going. Not many people seem to be reading it anyway.
Why aren't you at work? – SH
You told me I could have the day off. – JW
I did? – SH
Yes. – JW
Well, I don't remember saying you could. Come in. – SH
No. – JW
Why not? – SH
I have plans. – JW
Doing what? – SH
I have a date. – JW
Don't waste your time John. – SH
What the hell is that supposed to mean? – JW
You have been working for me three months now and since then have dated over thirty woman. That's more than a woman a month. – SH
This one could work out to be long term. – JW
Don't kid yourself. You aren't 'long term' relationship material. – SH
I'm done texting you. – JW
I've upset you, haven't I? – SH
What was your first clue? – JW
I thought you said you were done texting me. – SH
Shut up. – JW
Technically I'm not speaking right now. – SH
I hate you. – JW
You are just mad because I am right. Again. – SH
I still hate you. – JW
We both know that isn't true. If it was, you would have quit working for me long ago. – SH
What is it with your need to win every argument? – JW
Nothing. I am just always right. – SH
No you aren't. – JW
Name one time I have been wrong. – SH
I have a date I need to get ready for. – JW
You can't think of one can you? – SH
Quit bothering me. – JW
It isn't my fault if you keep texting back. – SH
I'm serious this time. Last text. – JW
We'll see about that. – SH
Three hours later…
You were right. – JW
I always am. What did I get right this time? – SH
About the date being a waste of time. – JW
Oh that. What happened? – SH
Since when do you care? – JW
I don't. I was trying to be polite. – SH
Okay. Out with it Sherlock. What did you want? – JW
Since your date didn't work out, will you come into the office for the rest of the day? – SH
This is my day off. – JW
What else do you have to do? – SH
Nothing. – JW
Then why won't you come in? – SH
It's my day off. – JW
But you aren't doing anything. At least if you come into work you will have something to do. – SH
You have something going on that you don't want to do, don't you? And you want to try and pass it off to me. – JW
I would never do that. – SH
Yes you would. You do it all the time. – JW
Well, you are my personal assistant. – SH
Tell me what it is that you want and I then I'll decide whether or not I'll come in. – JW
Just forget it. – SH
Are you pouting? – JW
Several minutes go by…
Sherlock? – JW
When Sherlock failed to reply to his previous texts, John tried calling. It went to voicemail. He sighed, walked downstairs, went outside and hailed a taxi. The cabbie dropped him off outside of the office building he worked out of and he took the elevator up to the floor where Sherlock's workplace was. "Is everything okay?" He asked as soon as he walked into his boss' office.
"Good you came," Sherlock said, ignoring the question asked of him.
"What do you mean?" John wasn't sure he really wanted to know.
"I knew you would come if I just ignored you. That you would be worried." Sherlock turned to look at John with a smirk.
"You lured me here?" Leave it to Sherlock to annoy him in less than a minute into a conversation.
"How else was I going to convince you to come into work?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Could have just asked," John muttered.
"I did. Twice," Sherlock pointed out.
"Right," John muttered more to himself. "Fine. Since I am here, what is so bloody important?"
"Will you take this file down to my brother's office?" Sherlock picked up a folder from his desk and offered it to John.
"You are kidding me, right?" John asked in disbelief.
"No. It is very important. Can't just very well give it to anyone to deliver it." Sherlock seemed to be very serious about the contents of the folder.
"Why can't you take it to your brother yourself?" John half suspected he knew the answer already.
"I don't want to get out of my chair. It is rather comfortable." Sherlock continued to hold out the folder to John, shaking it slightly as he became impatient.
John snatched the folder with a glare and a grumble. "I really do hate you."
"We've already discussed that John," Sherlock replied with a bored expression.
John muttered and left the office. So much for a day off.