Disclaimer, characters are not mine though the plot is!

"God… I need it." Sherlock though as he twirled the gun in his hand. Completely and utterly bored. The new case they were working on proved to be boring, it was obvious it was the step brother. Who couldn't see that. He aimed the pistol at the smile on the opposite wall and fired four shots. He chuckles and throws the gun on the couch before standing up and walking off without a word to his room.

He walked in and went towards the spot he hid his emergency stash. Now this was an emergency. He was bored. He took some heroin and sat on the ground. Injecting it in his arm as he relaxed. Leaning against the foot of the bed as he felt the drug course through him. Well, there goes the year of being clean. He wondered what Mycroft would say if he saw him right now. Wait, he can see him. He grins and his dilated eyes look up at the camera in the corner of his room and flipped it off. He then sighs and his head drops down on the end of the bed. Leaning against it and staring at the ceiling, finally able to gather his thoughts in his mind palace. Not noticing he slumped on the ground unconscious.

JOHN

He left the apartment to go to the police station and tell Greg it was the stepbrother after all.

"Well blimey… he always said it could never me the step brother" Greg answered with a chuckle. "Ta mate I'll send some constaples down there and arrest the bloke"

"Anytime Greg, I should be back who knows Sherlock could be shooting the walls by now" John sighs and stands up from the chair, he was about to open the office door when a ring from his phone stopped him. He frowned and looked at the screen, it read Mycroft. He groans and then answers it.

"I'm not going to do that Mycroft" John starts to say when he was interrupted by Mycroft speaking, dare he say panicked.

"Shut up Watson. Sherlock just overdosed make your way to St Bart's" Mycroft said hurried and then hung up. John stood there still for a moment before looking back at Greg, still completely shocked.

"Sherlock.. He overdosed.. St. Barts.." He manages to pull out of his mouth. His speech proving to be difficult. He didn't even notice Greg stand up and grab his jacket.

"Lets go mate I'll drive you" Greg said hurriedly and they both rushed out of his office ignoring the stares of the team as they ran past.

TIMESKIP

Greg, John and Mycroft were all in the waiting room. Greg was pacing back and forth as they waited on news of Sherlock. This gave John time to think. This terrified him, he could have lost a friend he cared deeply for. Yes, they got into rows every now and then. But that was normal. He love- Wait. Yes. John Watson loved Sherlock Holmes. He was pulled out of his thoughts by a small nurse telling them Sherlock was okay.

"He'll recover just fine, we will keep an eye on him for a couple hours until his release." She said kindly. He looked her up and down noticing an indentation of a ring that used to be there. Without thinking he looked at her and spoke.

"Sorry, my condolences to your spouse ma'am" He said much to the surprise of Mycroft. The woman just looked shocked then smiled, nodded and then hurried off.

"How did you draw that conclusion Watson?" Mycroft asked. "I've obviously miscalculated your intelligence"

John looked at the man and shrugged. Having had to hide his intelligence to avoid beatings as a child was pure habit now. He stood up and without an answer he walked away to Sherlock's room.

"Oh… Mycroft.. Your secret is safe with me… as is yours Greg" John chuckles and winks at them both before walking into the room. Closing the door behind him. If he'd stayed out there he'd see the shades of red the two faces of the men were turning. He chuckles to himself and sits down on the chair placed next to his bed. Sherlock looked peaceful, he reached out his hand and shakily placed it in Sherlock's. He laughed internally to himself. "Oh if Harry saw me now…" John thought as he placed his forehead on the bed and clutched Sherlock's hand. Waiting for him to wake.

He felt movement on the bed and looked up seeing Sherlock opening his eyes and looking around the room. John noted that Sherlock didn't pull away from his hand. He smiled a little and decided to speak first. "Gave me quite a scare mate" He mumbled shakily. Sherlock looked at him fully now and smiled slightly.

"I was bored John bored" Sherlock groaned. John grumbles to himself and takes his hand away from Sherlock's. He then flicked his forehead.

"So Sherl, since you were bored as you put it you decided to overdose. BLoody hell. Do you even understand how that made me feel? How it made Greg and Mycroft feel. We're all here Sherl! We all care! If you died.. I… Sherlock I wouldn't be able to live. I" John's hands tremble slightly and he looks up at Sherlock and takes a shaky breath. "I love you Sherl… I love you" He whispers at the end and felt a couple tears run down his face and fall onto the bed sheets.

"I thought you were straight" Sherlock mumbles, staring widely at John. John chokes out a laugh and shakes his head, figures Sherlock would answer something like that with… that.

"Never said I was straight Sherl… I'm just not gay.. I'm bi" John mumbles and looks up at Sherlock again. Sherlock hummed and took his chance and pulled John up and kissed him deeply. John let out a groan and kissed Sherlock back with the same energy. Running his fingers through Sherlock's hair and pulled him closer. They only parted when they needed air. John was left straddling Sherlock on the hospital bed. Blushing madly as he panted quietly. "Never again Sherl please" He mumbled before resting his forehead on Sherlock's shoulder.

He felt Sherlock's arms wrap around his waist, embracing the comfort it gave him. Then smiled as Sherlock's baritone voice filled the room with a promise he wouldn't do it again. They laid there for what seemed to be ages before Mycroft and Greg walked into the room with teas and coffees.

" 'Bout bloody time mates'' Was all Greg said. Which made laughter fill the room.

Well that's that. I don't know just a scenario I imagined if I'm honest.

Should I make this a full story though? Reviews are greatly appreciated!

Byeee

- hydraspidey