Sherlock woke up to a buzzing sound. He was on the ground, in his pitch black "room." He must've fallen asleep. The only light source was actually the sound source too; his phone. He got up slowly and walked over to his device. Mycroft was calling him. He picked up without saying anything.

'Sherlock. You there?'

'Uhumm.' he looked out of his window, wishing for a cigarette. This neighborhood was dull. Not even a slight chance of a murder.

'Tomorrow morning, we are going to transport her.'

'Oh.'

'I thought I should tell you.'

'Yeah. Thanks.'

'I'll go with her. Can't trust anyone else. I'll be out for like 2-3 days. Which is a shame. I really have business to do. 'he sighed.' But I learned from my mistake. Family first.'

'Yeah, well..'

'Are you doing alright?'

'Uhm, yeah, all good.'

'OK, then. Take care.

'Hmpf. Bye.'

Sherlock took his phone down. He wanted to do nothing and everything at once. He wanted to learn more about his family, help his sister, and yet he wanted to forget her the same. So surreal.

He hear soft knocking on his door.

'Sherlock?' he hear John's soft call.

Sherlock felt the shame come back, after what happened while playing with Rosie.

'Please open the door.' He hesitated, but decided to open it.

John looked so vibrant. So full of life, so much alive.

'Come. Sit with me. I even lit the fireplace and got some cool blankets. It's super cozy now.' Sherlock smiled at him. How thoughtful. He would really like to be warm now. It was cold outside, more like winter than autumn.

They went into the living room, and sat next to each other. Sherlock grabbed one of the blankets at put it on his shoulder. He felt safe. John did the same. They stared at the fire in front of them. John smelled like vanilla; he used that shampoo all the time. Sherlock really loved it.

' Sherlock, I, just really need you to talk to me.' John said. ' It hurts so bad, when I think about how much you suffer. You're my best friend, and I really want to help you. I don't wanna lose you again. I just can't.'

'Best friend..? Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value..' he replied.

'That's not true.. No one can survive alone. Humans are kind of like.. stuck together. Well, at least.. I'm really fond of you, you see. And hey..' John lifted up his arm, and gently touched sherlock's jawn, holding it up a little. 'I don't want to see those eyes so sad anymore.'

Sherlock blushed.

'So.. talk to me please?' John asked.

'I'm just...I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic. I feel lonelier than ever, like.. Like there's no one who can understand. Because I can't explain it.. And you can't feel it. Everything that happened, it's just so messed up. I keep having these flashbacks.. Memories that i've tried to hide.. And they hurt me so bad... I'm just not sure anymore. Not sure if this is a world I belong in anymore. I feel like a defective model, like I came off the assembly line flat-out fucked and my parents should have taken me back for repairs before the warranty ran out. John, I.. I really feel like I can't keep going anymore' he said, almost crying, but he hold it all back. His eyes were teary though. He was shaking badly. These past few days… He was mentally burn out.

'Oh, Sherlock' John said sadly and hugged Sherlock strongly. When he was done, he hid under Sherlock's blanket, leaning next to each other, looking at the fireplace.

'It's all going to be fine, Sherlock. I promise. I keep you safe.' John whispered. Sherlock nodded. This was their silent agreement between each other. They both know it.

'I'm going to keep you safe, even if you don't want me to.'

A promise that John would've give his life all up. He would have give anything up for Sherlock. Because he hated those eyes to be sad…

Eventually, they fell asleep.

A/N: Sorry,I know this is a shorter chapter.So, it's been a while since I last updated this story. Since then my writing style change, like, a lot. I hope you still enjoy it though. No worries. Some action full chapters are coming soon, but i'm really into emotions right now. So if you like the story please like it and comment, it would be totally appreciated.A/N2: There are some quotes in this chapter's text, which I got from goodreads. The credit goes for the original writers :)