The Reason I Don't Care
Chapter 6
I was walking out of the room just as Sherlock started talking. I walked back in to his room assuing he was talking to me.
"What was the Sher-", I stopped.
He was asleep. Was he talking in his sleep? No, he couldn't e. I had never heard him talk in his sleep before and I had been up too many nights while he was fast asleep. I must be hearing things, I thought to myself.
I started walking back out of his room.
"Who are you?", he growled.
"Sherlock… It's me… John…", I said.
"Hello Mrs. Adler", he purred.
I was confused.
Did he just call me by the name of a dead woman?
I walked around the side of his bed so that I could see his face. His eyes were shut but his eye lashes were fluttering. He was dreaming.
"I'm not hungry", he said.
He was obviously dreaming about Mrs. Adler. I was quite surprised by the phrase 'I'm not hungry'. That's what he always said when Irene Adler used her only flirtatious line she used on Sherlock.
"Why would I want dinner if I'm not hungry?", he said in his sleep.
He shivered and proceeded to do what only can be described as air kissing.
Sherlock air kissing. Oh bloody hell there was something strange going on. He rolled over and started to breath heavily. Sherlock had untangled himself from the sheets that were once on his bed that were now laying on the floor.
"Famished", he said as he took a deep breath.
He rolled off his bed and on to the ground right on top of the sheets from his bed. He was smiling still. His hands started to levitate a few inches from his own body and move in what seemed like the curve of a body. Oh God, Irene Adler's body. He seemed to be unzipping a dress. Suddenly his hands were thrown back and pinned by some invisible force. Irene Adler, the dead woman.
"Oh God!", he said desperately as he ripped his own shirt clean off.
That was enough for me. I understood what was happening and I didn't want any part in it. I walked out of the room in search of something, anything, to get my mind off of what was happening in the room down the hall.
I kept thinking to myself, What the bloody hell just happened in there?
I had an idea but I quickly put it out of my mind because it was absolutely impossible to know or even think about.
Ha! Sherlock showing interest in anyone, male or female. Especially Irene Adler. Ha!
But, Oh God, if he does have feelings for Mr. Adler we are all screwed because she is dead and he doesn't know!
Oh God If He Has Feelings For Her… What The Hell Would Happen…