A/N: Guys, I'm so so sorry for making you wait over a week and leaving you with another awful cliff-hanger. Even though it's Spring Break, I just couldn't get in the mood to type and had to force myself today because I didn't want you to wait any longer.

SH Ships Sherlock- I started up a forum, and have been trying to figure out a few things, but it's up and running. (Search "A Conversation of Quotes" if you can't find it anywhere else.) And I'm glad you have tons of cute feels. I reread these when I'm in a funk because I still get new waves of cute feels every time!

pinky5907- Hooray for being cute, right? I completely get it and feeling like that's all you can say. Even short reviews make me feel fuzzy!

The Doctor walked into the living room of 221B, only to find it completely devoid of humans. He checked closer, still finding no one. "John?" he called. John walked in, noticing immediately something was wrong. "It's way too quiet. Where're Sherlock and Mycroft?"

The Doctor shook his head. "I…I don't know."

"Did something go wrong, maybe?" The gears in John's head began to turn. After Sherlock left, Greg said something about Moriarty. Moriarty also knew about Sherlock and John turning into kids a little more than a month ago…

John cut the Doctor off in the middle of a sentence about something he called "Lazarus Laboratories" saying, "I think I know what happened." He explained his theory to the Doctor, and the Doctor nodded. "Makes sense," he said.

"So what do we do now?" John asked. The Doctor stared into space.

"I!...I have no idea."

"Right."

"Do you have an idea?"

"If I did, I wouldn't have asked, right?"

"…Mm-hm." The Doctor looked at him skeptically.

"…Okay, okay! I have a plan, but it's totally insane."

"Sounds like my kind of plan, then."

"Do you have any of that formula left?"

"Yeah…you want one of us to be bait?"

"Not exactly. We both get young enough to be around Mycroft's age, and let Moriarty know, somehow. Then, all four of us can come up with a plan to beat Moriarty together."

"Okay, but there's a snag. Because I'm not human and it wasn't designed for me, the formula might change my body, but not my mind."

John shook his head. "Even better. Then we'll have at least one person who can remember why we tried a plan this stupid in the first place."

The Doctor soon had 2 syringes full of formula, figuring that might make them a little younger than last time. John signaled for him to start yelling, figuring any surveillance would notice that immediately. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" the Doctor roared.

John jumped. As a grown man, that made him want to wet his pants. "N-no, you don't understand…" the fight may have been faked, but John's stammer was real. He'd calm down soon enough, though, so he hoped the Doctor was ready.

"No, I don't understand! How can you accuse me of helping to hurt those two, especially considering they're-! You'll pay for that insult, you tin solider!"

John grew eerily calm. "What did you just call me?"

"You heard me!"

John smiled his smile that said I will murder you with THIS thumb, and rushed at the Doctor. As planned, John left his leg open for attack, and the Doctor was pushing in the syringe plunger before John could throw a punch. John retaliated by stabbing the Doctor in the back-literally. They continued to scuffle until they collapsed. "Do you think we fooled them?" John whispered.

"It better have, or else we'll be in trouble."

The two men passed out, and 3 blocks away a woman smiled at a live video feed on her computer. Stupid humans, she thought. She dialed a special "emergencies-only" number on her phone. "I've got two more for you, going in to collect now."

"Good. Sherly and Mikey could use some company." Jim laughed. "I'll see you in 17."

"All right." She smiled as she hung up. She took off her coat as she walked out, throwing it into the back of her car next to a distinct-looking umbrella and a security pass reading "Jane Smith." A name tag jingled on her coat, one word that Mycroft had noticed earlier that day and everyone at NSY knew her by, but was just another alias. It held her favorite alias she used on Earth: Lucy.

I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

P.S. Shout out to anyone who can catch the Ratatouille reference and name me it!