Our honeymoon is two weeks in New Zealand. One week in the capital city Wellington and the other week in a log cabin in the South Island mountains. We had been here three days which were mostly spent at the hotel.

I was lounging in the bedroom giving Sherlock his space as he did god knows what in the other room. I seemed to have caught his habit of rubbing my ring and spinning it round my finger. If I wasn't careful he might think that the inside was getting polished as I kept removing it for some affair I was having.

My husband walked in thrusting his laptop into my face.

"John I have found the perfect case. A series of jewellery shops have been robbed three nights in a row with no known entrance or exit points, CCTV hasn't picked anything up and even with officers inside and outside the robberies still took place. We have to leave now to go to the police station so they will let us on the case."

Is he serious? "No."

"But John I haven't heard anything like it before. I mean look at these pictures they're..."

"No."

"You don't have to come I will follow the case on my own and be back soon..."

"No."

"I have worked with these police before I am sure they will let me..."

"Are you even listening to me Sherlock?"

"Of course I am. I'm just not sure why you keep refusing."

"You're not going on a case because this is our honeymoon. All I want is two weeks of your precious time for us to spend together without you gallivanting off to find a thief or me having to go to work. I know you get bored easy Sherlock which is why I have made sure we have more than enough places to visit and I thought that sometimes us being together alone would be enough. If you are so desperate to go on this case Sherlock then go ahead but don't expect me to be here when you get back, I am sure I can find a last minute flight back to London."

"John you are being unreasonable I need cases. "

"No I'm not you are. Two weeks. That is all I need. Two weeks where I know I have not all but most of your attention."

"You always have my attention but come on. 5 robberies with alarms going off simultaneously at 4:32 with no one there but police who were all strip searched immediately by the security guards."

"Well I am sure someone will figure it out soon enough and it's not as if people are going to die if it isn't solved right this instant."

"But John..."

"No buts. You're not going. When we get back to London I am sure Lestrade will have two weeks worth of cases for you to work on."

"This is only our honeymoon, we have the rest of our lives together but this is a once in a lifetime case."

"Well if you feel like that why did you even bother booking this when we could have stayed at home playing solve the mystery?"

"I don't understand why this is such a big deal."

"It's a big deal because this is supposed to be us celebrating the best day of our lives. I know you may think it's a stupid tradition but I don't. I spend all of my time accepting how you feel about birthdays, how you feel about leaving body parts everywhere and destroying my stuff, how you feel that everyone around you is an idiot not worthy of your time and that I should be grateful that you grace me with your presence. And what do I get? Nothing. You don't even think about how I may feel about anything and I tell myself that I knew what you were like before we started this but that isn't enough anymore. Relationships are about compromise. About being happy because the other person is. Not about shouting 'John' and expecting me to come running because you need to solve a case because maybe, just maybe there are things that I need too."

I was shaking from head to foot, I hadn't been this angry in a long time. I could see that Sherlock was hurt but at this moment I didn't care. Everything that had been slowly building up inside me spilled out and I had no idea where we stood now.

I moved out of the bedroom and grabbed my coat from the peg.

"Where are you going?" His voice broke half way through the question.

"For a walk I need to calm down."

"But you don't know this city, you'll get lost."

"I am sure I can find my way. I'll be back in an hour."

"John..."

I closed the door.