Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock or any of its characters. They belong to BBC/ whoever else owns the I also do not own the idea I got from the show Merlin. I only own Krista, the cases (I make them up, if there's something like it out there I'm not copying I swear.) and other OCs.

Thank you LadyGrimR for reviewing! =D and I'm actually starting to like the idea of a John/OC/Sherlock Polyamory MIGHT do that but still not sure.

Haven't updated for like months and I'm sorry but I've been busy at school with midterms, and other things and now CAPT is starting next week on Tuesday it's a mess.

To the most recent review on chapter 2 about Sherlock preferring tea over coffee, i know but i had to have Krista order them both coffees for the sake of the case.

Anyway Read On!

Recap:

"You'll never guess it."

"Try us." I say. He looks me in the eye.

"Fine, something…"

"..Something-" Sherlock is cut off by a knock on the door frame. We all look over to see Mrs. Dunham.

"Oh dear, what happened to the bed?" She asked raising her eyebrows.

"Sorry that was my fault." I say holding up a hand and smiling sheepishly.

"If two of you need a separate room, there's one down the hall." She said with a small smirk.

"No, that won't be necessary. " I say holding back the blush creeping up my cheek.

"Alright, just let me know if you change your mind. I was just coming up to see how you kids were doing."

"We're fine thank you." Sherlock said as if dismissing her. She nods.

"Dinner will be ready in about a half an hour." She says leaving.

Later that night, after we had a dinner much like earlier, the three of us returned to the bedroom.

"Alright, since Mr. I-Don't-Sleep-On-Cases won't need a bed, it's between you and me, John." I say. "Do you want the bed or the mattress from the one I broke?"

"You can take the bed." He says.

"Alright, you take the bed I'll take the mattress. Don't be nice. I broke it so I'll sleep on it."

"Were you this stubborn as a kid?" Sherlock asks.

"I was much worse." I say smirking. John sighs and sits on the bed.

3rd person

Around Midnight, scratches and thuds woke Krista from her less than peaceful sleep. She sat up quickly and looked around the dark room. Apparently Sherlock had left the room because he was nowhere to be seen. The room was slightly illuminated by the half moon, shining in through the cracks between the boarded up windows.

Tap…tap…tap…

The noise had spooked Krista. She gasped towards the open doorway. The tapping sounded like it was getting closer.

Tap…tap…tap…

It was too slow to sound comforting. The taps, or steps as Krista's mind believed them to be, were much heavier than Sherlock or the old couple. As the noise got closer it got louder. Krista turned to look at John. He was sleeping soundly; the noise not affecting him in the slightest. Krista scrambled to get up and rushed over to John. She started shaking his shoulder.

"John, wake up." She whispered. He made a noise meaning he was waking up.

"Nhh, what?"

"I hear noises." She whispered.

"Krista, I don't hear anything. Go back to sleep."

"But.." The tapping was only getting closer and louder.

Tap…Tap…Tap…

"C-can I sleep with you?" She asked. John, still being mostly asleep, lifted the covers allowing Krista to join him. Once she was next to him he put his arm back down, not bothering to remove it from around her. She gladly welcomed it and snuggled closer, the tapping pounding in her head.

TAP…TAP…TAP…

The next morning when Sherlock walked into the room he frowned slightly at the sight of John holding Krista in his arms, in bed. He walked over and shook John's shoulder.

"John." He said quietly. John pulled Krista closer. She, in turn, snuggled closer to him. Sherlock frowned more and shook John's shoulder again. "John." He said a little more sternly. John made a small grunt and took a deep breath as he woke up.

"What Sherlock?" He breathed out, not opening his eyes.

"What did I miss last night?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Open your eyes." John opened his eyes and saw Krista. His eyes widened and a slight pink went across his face.

"Um.. she.. Last night she woke me up and said she heard noises. I didn't hear anything. She was really freaked out. Last time she was scared she slept with you so I guess she got in my bed."

"Wake her up."

"Sherlock I'm not gunna wake her up."

"I need to ask her what she heard."

"Ask her when she gets up on her own. She's sleeping."

"I can see that. Wake her up."

"Sherlock." John said in a stern tone. Sherlock rolled his eyes and started to shake Krista's shoulder.

"Ah Alright Alright I'm up." She said and opened her eyes. She blushed seeing John. "Hello." She turned and looked up at Sherlock.

"John said you heard noises, what did you hear?"

"Well, Good morning to you too."

"Krista."

"I woke up and heard tapping. It sounded like it was coming from down the hall. It kept getting louder. I felt scared…too scared." She said narrowing her eyes slighting.

"Too scared?" John asked.

"It's not like I thought I was something. Now that I think about it, it wasn't really that scary. But it got so loud."

"A tapping? That's why you crawled into bed with John?" Sherlock said.

"Well you weren't here. I was scared so I did the first thing I could think of: tell John." I say. Sherlock turned to John.

"Did you hear anything?" He asked. John shook his head,

"No."

"But it was so loud. It was right in my ears."

"Or in your head." Sherlock says.

"I'm not crazy."

"I never said that. Children hear and see things that aren't there."

"I'm not a child, I know it was there."

"What was there?"

"…I don't know. But it was there, I didn't imagine it."

"We'll stay another night and see if you hear it again."

Krista's POV

John and I got up and changed then the three of us went down stairs to the kitchen. The couple was sitting at the counter.

"Did you find out what's been making the noises?"

"Question," I say before Sherlock could ask. "What is the noise you hear? Describe it."

"Well first it starts out as a light tapping, it sounds like it's coming from down the hall of our bedroom then it gets louder and louder." I look towards Sherlock with a told-you-so face.

"We're going to say another night to see if we can find out the cause."

"Did you hear the noise?"

"Krista heard it."

"And Sherlock didn't believe me." I say, he glares at me slightly.

"Well I've made breakfast, why don't you all sit down and have some." Mrs. Dunham says.

"Thank you." John and I say, sitting down at the table. Of course Sherlock didn't sit down, but stood leaning against the doorway. Mrs. Dunham put plates of pancakes and bacon in front of John and me along with a small pitcher of syrup. While John and I eat our pancakes, Sherlock talks to the Dunhams about the case.

"You want any syrup?" I ask John holding out the little pitcher.

"Hm, no I'm good."

"Are you sure, I had some yesterday and it's really good." I say with a smile.

"I know it was like you were eating the syrup and the waffles were to go with it." He says chuckling.

"Just try some?" He sighs and pushes his plate towards me. I smile and pour some on.

"Not too much- okay okay enough." He says pulling the plate back. I giggle and he chuckles.

"I see you like the maple syrup." Mrs. Dunham says coming over. I nod.

"It's awesome. Where did you get it?"

"Well there are some folks down the road who make it themselves."

"That's cool." She smiles at us. Mr. Dunham walks over to the table.

"I understand two of you broke one of the beds. We have another room with a more studier bed in it; if one or two of you want to go in there instead." He said with a wink. John choked slightly on the pancake he had in his mouth and I almost spit out my milk. Both our faces turned a deep pink.

"T-that won't be necessary." John said after swallowing the pancake.

"Well if you do want it, it's just down the hall from the room you're in now." John shook his head.

"We're fine."

Later that night

"Okay now just go to sleep like normal. I'll stay in the room the whole time to see if I can hear anything." Sherlock said as John and I got in our separate beds. After about an hour John had fallen asleep and I was on the verge of falling asleep. Sherlock was sitting in a chair by the door. Just as I was about to close my eyes and give in to sleep a thud made me snap my eyes open; alert. Sherlock raised an eyebrow as I sat up suddenly.

"What?" He asked. Suddenly John started to make small noises in his sleep and moved around slightly. I went over to him and shook him slightly. He suddenly woke up with a start sitting up straight with a small yell. "What is it?" Sherlock narrowed his eyes and stood up.

"Nightmare. W-what's that noise?" John asked hearing the same tapping I heard the night before and now.

"That's the noise I heard last night." Sherlock suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me to the door.

"Follow the sound."

"What about me?" John asked; a slight panic in his voice.

"Stay here; you'll be fine." Sherlock said putting a hand at the small of my back and pushing me into the hallway.

I followed the sound down a few hallways taking turns here and there. I followed it clinging to Sherlock's arm, he tensed but allowed it. We stopped outside a closet, the tapping at its loudest. Sherlock opens the door and the tapping suddenly stops. As far as we could tell the closet was empty besides a boxes and coats hung up. He walked in and put his ear to the back wall. I let out a yelp, making Sherlock turn around, as I was suddenly pushed into him. He caught me out of reflex as the door was shut behind me. I gripped onto his shirt slightly as he tried to open the door.

"Someone's blocked it." He said annoyed.

"Or something." Sherlock sighed slightly in annoyance.

"There's nothing out there. It was someone. I heard them, or at least one of them, in the room on the other side of this wall." He was silent for a second. "Front left pocket, my phone, call John." I reached into his pocket and took out the phone. The light from the phone lit up the small closet showing just how small it was. There was barely enough space between the two of us with the boxes and coats. I dialed John's number and waited. The phone rang and rang but he didn't pick up so I left a short message. "Too scared to answer the phone, really John." Sherlock muttered to himself. "We'll just have to wait for him to come to his senses." Sherlock was silent again.

Sherlock's POV

I could hear Krista's slightly rapid breathing fill the small closet. She was still clinging to my shirt. Why were Krista and John acting like this? Krista didn't seem to be the kind of girl to get scared by noises in the dark; although after that night someone broke into my room while she was sleeping she was scared. But she has no reason to be scared here. John doesn't have much of a reason to be scared, he likes danger; that was proven the day we met. It's happening to both of them but it's affecting Krista more and has been affecting her since yesterday. Something must have happened to Krista today and yesterday that only happened to John today; and obviously something that didn't happen to me. It could've been something they both ate or drank seeing as how I don't eat or drink during cases. It has nothing to do with sleep, although it can cause nightmares, seeing as how Krista wasn't able to fall asleep tonight. It also has to be something the couple did; it seems to be the same thing that's making them frightened. John and Krista both ate pancakes this morning and yesterday they had waffles. They each had different drinks today and yesterday. The only difference was Krista had syrup on her pancakes yesterday and John only had it today. Was there something in the syrup? Krista did have more than John; she does seem more scared than him. What was it Mrs. Dunham had said? 'There are some folks down the road who make it themselves.' Perfect opportunity to add something in it.

Krista's POV

"It's the syrup." Sherlock suddenly spoke after a while.

"Huh?" I looked up at Sherlock.

"The syrup. You and John both had lots of syrup, you more than he, and Mrs. Dunham said people down the road make it, giving them the perfect opportunity to add something into it like a hallucinogen."

"That's good to know but it doesn't make it any less scary in here." After a second without a word Sherlock pulled me against him and held my head against his chest, I couldn't help but blush as I felt the warmth of his chest.

John's POV

The noises soon began to fade in intensity and I felt my fear slip away from me. I pushed the covers of the bed off my head and looked at my phone that was blinking on the bedside table. I had heard it ring but was too scared to get it. I open my voice mail and listen to the message. It was from Sherlock's phone but it was from Krista.

"John, Sherlock and I are stuck in a closet down the hall. The door won't open we need you to get us out." She sounded really scared. I quickly got up and left the room. I went down the hall way a little ways then called out quietly to them so I wouldn't wake anyone else.

"Sherlock? Krista?" After a few minutes wandering around I heard Krista call out.

"John?" I followed the sound of her voice until I came to a door with a chair under than handle. I moved the chair and opened the door; smirking slightly when I see Sherlock holding Krista.

"You alright?" Suddenly Krista is out of the closet and hugging me. I hug her and rub her back gently. "I'm not scared anymore why is she still scared?"

"It's the syrup, she had more than you." Sherlock said walking out of the closet and into the room next to it.

"Syrup?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yes the syrup you two had this morning. Krista had more than you."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"That's what's causing you two to be scared, keep up." I rolled my eyes at him. He walked back out. "Tomorrow we'll pay the neighbors a little visit. You two should get some rest. The hallucinogen is still affecting her. I don't think she's going to let you go for the night." I sighed as Sherlock walked back to the room; Krista and I followed closely behind not knowing the house as well as Sherlock.

Wanted to get this chapter out since I haven't updated in SO long. Working on the next one still, then the next case is The Great Game. I'm back to working on this during school too so the wait won't be too long. REALLY sorry I made everyone wait so long.