Sherlock awoke in the early hours of the morning. He went over to the window as he thought he had heard something. He looked out of the window and saw the blue box outside. How did the Doctor think this was the right time to come back?!

Sherlock looked back to Watson curled up on the sofa. He was still asleep. Sherlock put his coat on and snook down the stairs as quietly as he could. He made his way out of the door and came face to face with the box.

He didn't even have to knock on the door. The door opened for him as he saw the inside of the box again. The Doctor was waiting for him leaning against the console.

"Did you have to come this early?!" Sherlock asked from the door.

"Early bird catches the worm." The Doctor shrugged.

"I never did get that expression." Sherlock sighed with a smile.

"So… Ready for an adventure?" The Doctor asked with a smile.

"Do you even have to ask?!"

The Doctor nodded and walked back to the side of the console. Sherlock looked back at the door. He knew Watson would want to find Lestrade but if he wasn't awake that was his fault.

"Where to now?" Sherlock asked as he approached the console rubbing his hands together.

"We need to get to a cafe. Get some information together over a coffee or something." The Doctor said.

"I could have stayed in bed for another hour!" Sherlock moaned.

The Doctor rolled her eyes and sighed. Sherlock was so dramatic! Sherlock went on the other side of the console to face the Doctor as they travelled off.

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Watson awoke a few hours later. He rubbed his eyes as the light made them sore. He looked over to where he had left Sherlock earlier. Sherlock wasn't there! Watson mumbled as he got off the sofa to get Mrs Hudson or somebody to tell them what was going on.

"Mrs Hudson?" Watson called putting on his jumper.

Mrs Hudson came from her part of the apartment. She was surprised as Watson was to see Sherlock gone.

"Where has he gone?" Mrs Hudson sighed as she leaned against one of the walls.

"He must have gone with the Doctor." Watson sighed back.

Mrs Hudson looked at Watson. She had no idea who he was talking about but whoever it was didn't sound too good. Mrs Hudson picked up her phone and dialed a number into it.

"Who are you phoning?" Watson asked looking at the phone.

"Mycroft. He needs to know what is going on." Mrs Hudson said putting the phone to her ear.

Watson grabbed the phone and ended the call. He put it back down on the handle. Mrs Hudson looked at him confused and somewhat upset.

"We can't tell Mycroft about this." Watson whispered.

"And why's that?" Mrs Hudson asked, crossing her arms.

"Because he can't know about the Doctor."

"Why not?!" Mrs Hudson finally asked annoyed at not knowing.

Watson didn't exactly have an answer for this and just shrugged. Mrs Hudson hated this response. She left Watson to his own devices. Watson wasn't surprised by this, Mrs Hudson usually couldn't cope with Sherlock and Watson's antics.

"Come on Sherlock. Where are you?" Watson whispered to himself.

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Graham walked through into the main part of the TARDIS. He had his dressing gown on and was yawning everywhere. Sherlock and the Doctor watched him as he came in with a cup of tea. He sat down and opened his eyes again.

"Morning." Sherlock said, keeping back laughter.

"Sorry. Too early." Graham answered.

"We're going to get a coffee want one?" The Doctor asked one of her companions.

"Nah it's alright." Graham said, holding up his cup.

The Doctor chuckled as she and Sherlock went out of the door. Graham watched them with a big smile on his face. Yaz soon joined him.

"Where's the Doc going?" She asked.

"Going to get a coffee." Graham answered sipping his tea.

"But she doesn't like coffee." Yaz turned to Graham.

"I know." Graham smiled.

Yaz smirked as she looked back at the door. There was only one reason the Doctor would go out for coffee and that was because she liked someone.

"I think our doc has a crush." Yaz said, folding her arms.

"You think?" Graham nearly spat out his tea.

"I mean who wouldn't." Yaz smiled.

"Yaz!" Graham sighed.

Yaz just smiled as a response. Graham shook his head.

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Mycroft was working away in his office. He hadn't heard from Lestrade in a day and this somewhat worried him. His phone rang as he continued to work and think.

"Mycroft Holmes." He said into the phone.

"It's Watson." Watson's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"What do you want?" Mycroft asked, a little annoyed.

"It's Sherlock. He's gone missing."

Mycroft looked at his watch. It was only ten o'clock in the morning. How could his brother be missing at this time in the morning?!

"What do you mean he's missing?" Mycroft asked.

"He wasn't where he was last night."

"People can move about in the night." Mycroft chuffed.

"I know that but Sherlock wouldn't just leave without us knowing." Watson nearly pleaded.

"Okay. I'll send out a search party." Mycroft sighed.

"Thanks Mycroft."

Mycroft ended the call. He hated having to look for his brother. Sherlock was very secretive about where he was going on a normal day and now he was totally missing!

He picked up the phone again and then dialed in a very important number. He looked out of the window as the call went out.