Everyone except Jay woke up with massive hangovers, for which Jay was thankful to he mother. So she set about making breakfast for the six people sat feeling sorry for them selves in her living room. Bacon sandwiches were almost finished when Jay remembered Jeanette was vegan.

"Crap," she mumbled before grabbing a box of cereal checking for vegan suitability and pouring a bowl.

In the living room John and Sherlock were in their own chairs, Chris was in Jay's and Lestrade, Molly and Jeanette shared the sofa. Jay served up breakfast and squished in her chair with Chris.

After they'd finished everyone felt slightly less hung-over, so Jay pulled out the miracle cure. Cornettos. Which were checked and found to pass the vegan test. They soon sorted everyone out, and by midday all but Chris had left, he'd offered to stay and help tidy up, which Jay appreciated since John and Sherlock were called out for a case.

When all the tidying was done, Jay sat upside down in Sherlock's chair. Chris, for the sake of it did the same in John's opposite chair.

"So," Jay started, "You trained with John, work with Mycroft and were under a cover in Dubai for three months. Where do you work?"

"Well to say you help Sherlock deduce cases I'm surprised you can't work it out," Chris replied.

"Hmm, under a cover," Jay mumbled, "Under a cover."

"It's not a literal cover," Chris added to assist her.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"You're a spy?"

"Yeah. Pretty fun. But it means you'll have times where you won't see me for a while."

"I'll just have to cope. So if John asks?"

"Let him believe I'm still a soldier."

"And Sherlock?"

"If he's as good as you say he'll already know."

"Well I told him he couldn't deduce you aloud. Let's see if he wrote it anywhere," Jay smiled grabbing and unlocking Sherlock's laptop.

"You hacked your friend's laptop?" Chris asked as he joined her in Sherlock's chair, both the right way up this time.

"No. I know the password," Jay replied.

She scrolled through a few files before finding one titled 'Jay's Money'.

"Right, that'll be you," she told Chris.

"How can you be sure?"

"Well I keep my own finances, and your surname's Pence."

Sherlock's deductions were pretty logical, and almost all correct, but didn't include being a spy. Only that he was secretive.

They put Sherlock's laptop away and went back to their seats.

"So Jeanette was jealous this morning."

"Why?"

"'Cause she had to sleep in my bed and you got to share with John."

"Not something new. I've done it before."

"What d'ya mean?"

"Slept with John. I've done it before, we served together remember."

"Oh yeah, of course."

"Which is why I was surprised he had a girlfriend," Chris continued, "Because he only ever slept with guys when I was there."

"Oh okay. Maybe he's bi then, or trying to appear straight. She's his fourth in three months."

"That's a lot. You're my first since I came out the army when John was discharged."

"Wow, big shoes to fill. Compared to how many guys?"

"Erm, three."

"Okay," Jay laughed, "Hmmm… Fancy something fun?"

"What kinda fun?"

"How do you think it would be to kiss upside down?"

"That does sound fun," Chris smiled.

So they got up and moved the two chairs closer together. They then positioned themselves on the two chairs and their faces lined up perfectly, so hey went for it.

That was how Sherlock and John found them when they returned from the case. All that Sherlock noticed was that Jay was in his chair, and that his chair had moved.

John decided to leave them for now and to hijack Sherlock to go shopping, with the loud promise that his chair would be in the correct position when they returned.

When Jay and Chris stopped, they decided to stop kissing for now and made Sherlock and John's chairs back.

They then made sandwiches for all and were both positioned in Jay's chair when Sherlock and John returned.

"Nice to see you're out of my chair," Sherlock remarked.

"Did you have fun with out us?" John asked.

"It's been fabulous," Jay smiled, "Did you solve the case?"

"No," John confessed, "Triple homicide. One drowned in a bathtub and left there. One stabbed in the abdomen and one shot in the chest. Knife was in the kitchen, but the body was in the lounge, blood on its hands as if it had tried to stop the bleeding. Gun was up the garden, no prints, probably thrown there."

"You've already got the killer. Well, they got them self," Jay announced.

"The stab victim?" John questioned.

"Correct. They drowned the bathtub victim, shot the other, threw the gun, then stabbed them self and left the knife in the kitchen to avoid suspicion," Jay explained.

"Seems logical," Chris agreed.

"Seems correct," John added.

Sherlock just mumbled and walked off.

"I wonder why he didn't get it," John pondered.

"He could sense what I was doing in his chair," Jay laughed, "I'll use my own next time."