'Where are we going?" John asked as we got out of the taxi and started walking

'Northumberland Street's a five minute walk from here' Sherlock explained

'You think he's stupid enough to go there' John asked

'No, I think he's brilliant enough. I love the brilliant ones, they're all so desperate to get caught' Sherlock replied and John just looked at me confused. I smiled

'Why' John said

'Appreciation, Applause, at long last the spotlight' I explained

'That's the frailty of genius, John, it needs an audience' Sherlock commented

'Yeah' John stated

'This is his hunting ground right here in the heart of the city. Now that we know his victims were abducted, that changes everything' Sherlock commented while we were still walking, John once again looked at me confused

'Because all of his victims disappeared from busy streets, crowded places, but nobody saw them go' I explained and John nodded before looking back at Sherlock

'Think! Who do we trust, even though we don't know them? Who passes unnoticed wherever they go? Who hunts in the middle of a crowd?' Sherlock asked

'I don't know, who?" John asked

'Haven't the faintest, hungry?" Sherlock asked as we turned into a small shop, the shop keeper showed us to a table near the window

'Thank you Billy' Sherlock said as he sat down on one side and John sat down on the other, I slide in next to Sherlock

'22 Northumberland street, keep your eye on it' Sherlock said as we sat down

'He's not just going to ring the doorbell; He'd need to be mad' John commented

'He has killed four people' Sherlock retorted

'Ok' John said, giving up, Sherlock returned to staring out the window, a man soon came over

'Sherlock! Anything on the menu, whatever you want, free, on the house for you and your dates' the shop keeper said after shaking Sherlock's hand. I laughed silently as I nodded my head in thanks when the man passed me the menu.

'Do you want to eat?" Sherlock asked both John and I

'I'm not his date' John stuttered out as I laughed silent, my body shaking. Sherlock just raised his eye brows at me in confusion.

'This man got me off a murder charge' the man explained

'This is Angelo, three years ago, I proved to Lestrade at the time of a particularly vicious triple murder, that Angelo was in a different part of town, house-breaking' Sherlock explained

'He cleared my name' Angelo explained

'I cleared it a bit, anything happening opposite' Sherlock asked

'Nothing, but for this man, I'd gone to prison' Angelo stated

'You did go to prison' Sherlock reminded him

'I'll get a candle for the table, it's more romantic' Angelo said ignoring Sherlock's statement and walked off

'I'm not his date' John tried to explain again

'Are you just invisible Tage?' John asked me since everyone was ignoring the fact I was there and just thinking John was his date

'I am very good at going unnoticed' I explained

'You might as well eat. We might have to wait a long time' Sherlock said to John and I, I however was already eating some bread

'Where did you get that from?' John asked and I just smiled.

'Don't bother asking questions about where she got things from or where she was' Sherlock explain, an obvious double meaning in the statement. I rolled my eyes at him.

'People don't have arch-enemies' John commented after a few minutes of silence

'I'm sorry?' Sherlock asked

'In real life, there are no arch-enemies in real life, it doesn't happen' John explained

'Doesn't it? Sounds a bit dull' Sherlock retorted still staring out the window

'So who did I meet?' John asked

'What do people have, then, in their 'real lives''? Sherlock asked ignoring John's question

'Friends, People they know, people they like, people they don't like, girlfriends, boyfriends' John explained

'Yes, well, as I was saying, dull' Sherlock said with a bored tone. I rolled my eyes at him

'You don't have a girlfriend then?' John asked at this point I was crying with silent laughter, my face hidden on Sherlock's shoulder. Sherlock looked down at me with both amusement in his eyes but a confused look on his face

'Girlfriend? No, not really my area' Sherlock replied which once again sent me into another burst of silent laughter

'Oh, right, do you have a boyfriend? Which is fine by the way' John asked speaking carefully as I continued to silently laugh into Sherlock's shoulder

'I know its fine' Sherlock said

'So you've got a boyfriend then?" John asked

'No' Sherlock replied quickly.

'Right, ok, you're unattached, like me, fine, good' John said looking at his plate. Sherlock was looking at him cautiously.

After a few minutes of awkward silence

'John, I think you should know, I consider myself married to my work and while I'm flattered I'm not really looking for any . . . ' Sherlock said carefully which of course sent me into another wave of silent laughter

'No . . . I'm not asking . . . no. I'm just saying, it's all fine' John spoke firmly and carefully

'Tage, have you always not made a sound when you laugh?" John asked me quickly changing the topic. I sobered up very quickly after that question but before I could reply Sherlock did

'No, she once had a beautiful laugh' Sherlock commented looking at me with confused and questioning eyes.

'Look at the street, the taxi, it's stopped, nobody getting in and nobody getting out' I commented drawing the questioning eyes away from me

'Why a taxi? Oh that's clever, is it clever? Why is it clever?' Sherlock commented all thoughts of Tage's laugh gone from his mind . . . for now

'That's him' I stated

'Don't stare' Sherlock commented

'You're staring'John said

'We can't both stare' Sherlock said before getting up with his jacket and walking outside, John followed him, successfully leaving his walking cane behind. I smirk at Sherlock's genius. I watched from the window as Sherlock took off running along with John. I sighed and casually ate the rest of my meal before picking up John's walking cane. I casually made my way back to 221b Baker Street.

I knocked on the door and Mrs Hudson opened it

'Oh hello dear, Sherlock isn't home I'm afraid' She replied as I walked in with her.

'It's ok John just left his walking cane I am returning it' I said softly smiling at her.

'Ok dear, well you can wait up there for them' She replied before walking off

I smiled as I walked up the stairs. I looked around their apartment and smiled.

'Just like ours was' I muttered to myself. I soon found Sherlock's room and of course I went in.

It looked exactly like the one at our apartment, same bed, same furniture, and even the same photo. I looked surprised as I picked up the photo which was on Sherlock's bed-side table. It was of 4 people. One was a younger Sherlock Holmes, the other was a younger me, we stood side by side, his arm around my shoulder's in a friendly way. Next to us were Sherlock's elder brother and my best friend, Alison Baker. She was the reason I was back. I put the photo down knowing Sherlock would be back soon and walked out of the bedroom and sat in the lounge room, waiting

'That was ridiculous, that was the most ridiculous thing I've ever done' John said from down the stairs as he caught his breath.

'And you invaded Afghanistan' Sherlock commented and they both laughed. I smiled, I haven't heard Sherlock's laugh in a long time.

'That wasn't just me, why aren't we back at the restaurant?' John asked

'They can keep an eye out, it was a long shot anyways' Sherlock replied still catching his breath as well.

'So what were we doing there?' John asked

'Oh just passing the time and proving a point' Sherlock replied

'What point?' John asked

'You' Sherlock replied

'Mrs Hudson, Dr. Watson will take the room upstairs' Sherlock called out

'Says who' John asked

'Say's the person in our room' Sherlock answered as they walked up stairs to reveal me sitting in their lounge chair with John's walking cane.

Suddenly there was a knock on the front door, followed by some voices and then Mrs Hudson

'Sherlock, what have you done?" She shouted upset as we looked to the door to find Lestrade and some police officers walking up stairs and start to search the apartment.

'What are you doing?' Sherlock asked angry

'I knew you'd find the case, I'm not stupid' Lestrade answered with a smirk on his face

'You can't just search my flat' Sherlock said

'You can't withhold evidence and I'm not just searching your flat' Lestrade answered

'Well what do you call this?' Sherlock shouted

'It's a drugs bust' Lestrade answered. I rolled my eyes.

'Seriously – this guy – a junkie' John said with amusement in his voice. My eyes connected with Sherlock's.

'John' I stated and shook my head, he looked at me confused and then with wide eyes

'No . . .' He stated

'Shut up! I'm not your sniffer dog' Sherlock shouted at Lestrade

'No, Anderson's my sniffer dog' Lestrade commented as Anderson walked through the door. I glared at him as he looked me up and down again

'Anderson, what are you doing here on a drugs bust?' Sherlock asked

'Oh I volunteered' Anderson sneered back

'They all did' Lestrade commented

'Are these human eyes?' Donavan asked

'Put those back' Sherlock replied

'But they were in the microwave' Donavan said with disgust

'It's an experiment' Sherlock answered

'Keep looking guys, or you could start helping us properly and I'll stand them down' Lestrade told Sherlock

'This is childish' Sherlock muttered angrily

'Well he is dealing with a child' I answered

'Shut up Tage' Sherlock snapped at me. The whole room went silent, Sherlock Holmes as never once snapped at me. My eyes connected with his and I saw regret. I didn't care. I turned on my heels and walked down stairs

'Tage!' Sherlock called out as he ran after me. He soon caught me and trapped me against a wall

'Tage I apologise, please, you left without warning and now you're back with no explanation' Sherlock said as his eyes searched mine. My jaw tightened, I pushed him off me.

'Maybe because you have yet to ask me the question Sherlock, you have just assumed I would tell you' I said softly before walking out the door and down the street not noticing the taxi pull up in front of Sherlock.