"What good does beating my sister and landlady do? Certainly doesn't get you what you want." I heard Sherlock say.

I opened my eyes and saw Mrs. Hudson sitting on the couch, shaking, and Sherlock sitting in a chair, phone near his ear and a gun pointed at the American who broke in. I don't remember what happened but I do know that my head is splitting. John came in and took Mrs. Hudson downstairs and I went to Sherlock's room and climbed into his bed. But I didn't sleep very much, hard to do that when Sherlock is restoring balance to the world.

"Stef? You awake?" I heard Sherlock as he set something on the nightstand.

"Go away... And turn off the bloody light."

"The light is off. Sit up."

"No."

"Good luck getting for of that migraine." He said shaking bottle of medicine.

"Give." I held out my hand.

"Sit up."

"Fine." I growled sitting up against the headboard.

Sherlock placed a rag against the cut on my face, which stung. When he was done he gave me some medicine and a glass of water then he closed the curtains as I got comfortable in his bed once more.

"Do you want anything?" He whispered in my ear.

"Sleep... And tea. Tea sounds good." I mumbled through the pillow.

He kissed my forehead, "I'll bring it right in."

-Christmas Morning Several Years Ago-

"An umbrella." He smiled, "Thank you Stefani."

I smiled, "Now it's your turn Sherly."

"A pocket magnifier. Thanks Stef."

I smiled bigger as I reached for my gift but Sherlock got to it first.

"Sherly, give me!"

"You have two of the greatest brother's in the world. Do you really need this?"

"Yes." I whined.

Sherlock grinned and handed me my gift and I opened it quickly.

"An otter." I said with excitement.

"To replace the one you lost when you were ill. Mycroft helped pay for it."

"I know how much you loved the other one. Sherlock and I happened to have the same idea."

"Is that what you call it? I thought you couldn't come up with anything."

"Stop it. You promised to be nice on Christmas." I said.

"I'm sorry Stef." He kissed my forehead, "Apologies Mycroft."

"Sherly can you make me coco?" I asked.

"I'll got put some water on."

-Present Day-

"Stef, I brought your tea." Sherlock said running his hand through my hair.

"Mmm..." I lifted my head, "'Kay. Thank you." I said sitting up, taking the tea form his hand.

"I called Mycroft. You'll be staying with him for the next few days." He said sitting next to me.

I took a sip of my tea, "It's bitter." I said with a disgusted look on my face.

"Ran out of sugar."

"And honey?"

"Experiment. I didn't think you would want it."

"Of course." I set the tea on the nightstand and laid back down, "Why did you call Mycroft? I do t want to go anywhere."

"Just think of it as recovery. Besides, Mycroft would have found out and dragged you away never to see me again."

"Mmm..."

"What do you need Stef?" He asked resting his hand on my shoulder.

"Tea... With sugar."

"Anything else."

"A cold rag."

"Is that all?"

"Don't make me go. I don't want to leave."

"You'll come back, you always do. It's for the best Stefani." He said leaving the room.

"I know..."

Happy New Year! I really hope you're enjoying these little one shots.