Jim chuckled darkly, quite amused by the pilot's response. The pilot himself gave a small smile and headed back into the cockpit. "Before you go, how long to Berlin?" Inquired the sniper. "About half an hour, we'll be there soon, don't worry" The ginger pilot closed the door quietly behind him.

"Funny guy" Murmured Jim, who stood and grabbed the bottle of vintage wine and brought it over to his seat. "You're not going to drink the whole thing are you?". Jim grinned wolfishly. "Why not? You can't have any Sebby dear." The sniper glared and began to pelt the psychopath with crisps.

"Are we there yet?"

"No"

"How about now?"

"No"

"Now?"

"No"

"Are we there now?"

"For the last time Jim we are not there yet! God you are such a child."

"But you still love me"

"Of course I don't love you. Don't be ridiculous and don't start that pouting again!" Jim's face only got sadder and more pathetic looking. Sebastian glared and looked away ignoring him. Ignoring him as he sat down back next to him. Ignoring the incessant poking of his cheek, the shaking of his shoulders, his employers childish comments, the hand sneaking down towards his...! "Oi!" Sebastian grabbed Jim's hand before it reached it's destination.

"Now you're paying attention to me!"

"I hate you"

"No you don't"

"Oh please get a room you two"

The pilot was back for some odd reason. Jim had little desire to speak to such an ordinary boring person. But maybe if he had he wouldn't have missed something so important. "We have a room, not that it's any of your business."

"Oh but dear Jim, of course it's my business..."

"John...the doctor's say you should make a full recovery, I thought, perhaps when you are able to leave that you would like to stay with me? I know we were planning to get a flat together but in light of whats happened I thought we should wait till you are better"

Mary was so supportive, John loved her for it. "I..I'd like that, thank you Mary, but I don't want to be a bother. I'm sure I'll manage." Mary hid a small smile. John was still the proud soldier.

"John, you know you won't be able too. You could never be a bother. You are the least bothersome person I've ever met. Please, let me help you." John turned to look at her, their eyes meeting. "If.. you're sure you don't mind" Mary smiled warmly and leaned over to kiss him gently on those beautiful lips of his.

"It would be my pleasure darling."

"Not dead then?"

"No, I knew what you were planning, a bit obvious really. Oh, I'm sorry, we haven't met, where are my manners? Probably buried in my grave." Sebastian stood, his hands searching for his gun. "Calm down Seb, it's alright, he's unarmed. Besides, I want to hear what he has to say. Oh yes, Lockie, this is Sebby. Sebby, Lockie."

"Charmed I'm sure"

"Don't be jealous Seb darling."

Sherlock removed the pilot's hat covering his ginger locks and ran his hand through them. "Thought I'd pop by, can't stay for long, been a bit busy lately." Jim smiled, gesturing for Sherlock to sit down. He had to admit, he had not seen this coming, he was both pleased and annoyed. Sherlock was destroying everything he'd worked so hard for, but he was so delightfully interesting that Jim didn't wish to destroy the detective himself just yet.

Sherlock declined the offer moving around the plane as it began to slow. "We've met actually, you're the man who drugged me. Nice try by the way. But of course thats not why I'm here" He smiled darkly. Jim grinned back, his eyes burning holes into the pilot uniform. "You're here about Johnny Boy. How is he?"

"Fine, no thanks to you. Just a warning, don't harm him again or you will seriously regret it." Jim stood as the detective edged towards the exit door. "Or what? Admit it, you have no plans. No one knows I'm alive but you and those that matter." Sherlock simply smiled back. "Not really observant as you once were, are you?" Jim looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"Well I was sure you would have realised I just took the only parachute! Laterz!" He opened the exit door and jumped, arms out as if he was flying.

Jim growled. "Sherlock Holmes! I promise you we will meet again!"