Sorry its taken so long for me to post this one. This is the last one-shot in the compilation.

Sorry about any mistakes.

4. Sherlock is frustrated because his experiment won't work and its logical

"Sherlock, stop." Doctor John Watson ordered gently as he reached out, pulling his friend and flatmate's ink-stained fingers away from where they were tugging furiously at the dark curls atop of his head. "Calm down." John soothed, reaching out and steering the detective away from the experiment on the kitchen table. He'd been relaxing with a book in the sitting room when he'd overheard the detective's disgruntled grumbles transition into angry growls and decided that it would be best to intervene.

"What," John began his questioned as he repeated the action of pulling the man's hands away from his head, "on earth is the matter, Sherlock?" He finished, watching as his friend returned to tugging at his curls and John could only be thankful that he wasn't pulling any of his hair out.

"It's logical," Sherlock hissed at his flatmate as though the ex-soldier was the most incompetent man he knew, "I don't understand why it won't work." He grumbled, "It's logical."

"Sherlock," John soothed, "its okay. Calm down." John gently turned his friend around so that they were facing each other, hovering between the kitchen and the sitting room.

"But its logical, John." Sherlock snapped. "It's logical," he repeated, his left hand joining his right as he continued to tug at his curls, "it should work. It should!"

"Sherlock, please," John reached out, removing his hands from his curls once again, "you need to calm down." The consulting detective's hands were trembling as John took them in his own, holding them gently.

"But I don't understand, John." Sherlock all but whimpered, "It's logical," his friend seemed to be stuck on that thought and poor John felt his heart clog his throat as Sherlock's face crumpled, paling in colour, his eyes becoming red as warm tears began falling from his black lashes. The poor man was so confused and Sherlock couldn't help but feel sorry for him. "I did everything I should have, John!" Sherlock exclaimed, "Everything was done just so. Why won't it work?" His eyes latched onto John's and he repeated, "It's logical."

"Listen," John let go of Sherlock's hands so he could rid his face of the warm tears, "you need to sit down and calm down."

"But the experiment-"

"Can wait." John interjected, placing a comforting hand on the base of Sherlock's back as he guided his friend over to the sofa, sitting down beside him. "You need to calm down." John watched as Sherlock rubbed at the falling tears, smearing the liquid across his face rather than wiping it away. His eyes were full of confusion and John could see just how much this was frustrating him. "Sherlock, calm down. It's alright." John repeated the same sentence, his hand rubbing circles on his friend's back between his shoulder blades. "Once you've calmed down, we can try and figure out what went wrong, alright? But first, I really need you to calm down."

John waited patiently, his hand continually tracing the same circle across his friend's back, attempting to soothe him; Sherlock eventually managed to calm himself down. Once the tears had subsided John set about trying to come up with a solution to the experiment issue.

"The measurements were exact?" He questioned, watching as his friend nodded once, becoming more and more frustrated as he went through the list, "why don't I go to the shop and buy some fresh milk; you can try again with that?" John suggested as Sherlock sniffled.

"Of course!" Sherlock gasped suddenly, "The milk must be off!"

And, as if nothing had happened, Sherlock was back to his regular self, waiting for John to return with fresh milk and setting about his experiment.

Done and dusted.

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