DI Dimmock was not a stupid man. He was observant enough to know where to look when needed. He also had the sense to listen when other people spoke, in case he might need to know the tiniest thing later. He had also recently learned to take everything Sherlock said as gospel, as the man himself put it. He had of course heard several dozen different things around the Yard about Sherlock since he had been transferred there two years ago. It was only after he had just been promoted that he also started hearing things about a man named John Watson, Holmes's new assistant. From what he had heard the man was a Doctor. It was also rumored that he used to be a soldier but no one could confirm that yet because no one had the guts to ask. The man was crazy enough to not only follow Sherlock around but to also live with the man. Aside from that, everything about the man sounded calm and quiet. And when he had met the pair he was inclined to agree with almost everything he had heard. He had even gotten along slightly with John Watson and gave him a bit of a wave whenever they saw each other at the Yard.

So he was slightly surprised when he saw Watson out side of work at a pub down the street. He had greeted the man and they had started talking. There were a few things different about the man that Dimmock noticed at once. The first being that instead of a jumper John was wearing a nice button up shirt and a new looking jacket. The second thing he noticed was cologne. He had asked if he was interrupting anything, like a date, and John had blushed.

"To be honest with you, I'm out to night looking to have it off with someone." John chuckled, "Sherlock has just been such a pain lately that I need a bit of a break."

Dimmock had just laughed and nodded, "I know how you feel mate. Work has been getting on my last nerve lately."

And so they had spent the next hour talking about what in their lives bothered them. They had each had about 2 pints at that point. Then, the girls had walked in. A pair of twins, that was obvious. They had long red hair, green eyes, tight trousers, and tighter shirts. Watson had been on his feet instantly and was moving across the room. For a moment Dimmock had thought John was bailing on him to chase the birds. He had been both surprised and ecstatic when John had returned with the twins in tow.

The next several hours were spent drinking, flirting, and just generally having a good time. But after his 7th pint Dimmock couldn't remember anything. Which was why he was so confused when he woke in a strangers bed. He was upset for about a second before he noticed a beautiful redhead clinging to his arm in sleep. A quick peek under the covers showed they were both naked. He grinned to himself before slipping out of the bed and putting on his boxers and trousers. He put on his button up shirt but left it hanging open as he went looking for a bathroom. He found it quickly. Once he was done he followed the smell of fresh coffee to the kitchen.

He was shocked to see John Watson standing there in his own trousers and open shirt. His hair was a mess and his neck was covered in love bites. He turned to Dimmock and smirked, "Morning, sleep well?"

"Not sure really. But I'm going to say yes seeing as I woke in the arms of a gorgeous woman a few minutes ago." Dimmock sat down as John placed a mug of coffee in front of him, "What happened last night?"

"You remember those twins that came in around 9?" John asked. Dimmock nodded, "Well, we took them home."

Dimmock nodded, "I got that bit. I meant how did we do it?"

"Well, not to toot my own horn or anything, but I think I convinced them. After a few drinks you get a bit sappy. I convinced them that you had broken it off with your girlfriend and needed some companionship."

"You mean you got me a sympathy shag?" Dimmock didn't know whether to be thankful or insulted by that

"Yeah." John grinned, "And I got myself a shag for being such a great friend to you." he leaned over the counter and whispered, "And if you help me finish making breakfast, I think we can both get a morning shag as well. Just bring it to our partners as breakfast in bed. A sort of thank you. It usually gets me one more go before I leave." John winked

"How do you know all this stuff?" Dimmock was looking in awe at the older man

"They used to call me John "Three Continents" Watson in the army for a reason." John said slyly as he started cracking eggs into a pan, "Now get started on that toast and pour some juice."

The next time the two saw each other at the station they had a long conversation. When Lestrade had asked Dimmock later what it was about the young DI had replied, "Oh, we're going out for drinks tonight. He's going to show me some more of his tricks." and then simply walked away leaving a confused Lestrade behind

AN: Sorry to say we only have two chapters left. Lestrade and then the rest of the Yard. Be on the look out.