I keep leaving you all on cliff-hangers, don't I? Well, this one won't, promise.

Chapter Seven

"Fine, then. Ask away."

Sherlock smirked, seeming to ponder the opportunity for a few moments before finally focusing his eyes on me. "If you had to either spend a week locked in a room with Mycroft or Moriarty, who would it be?"

"Um... in what way?"

"In the 'they're on a sugar high and someone's gonna get hurt' way." Sherlock's smirk stayed in firm place.

"Uh... I guess your brother would probably be a bit more tolerable. Not that anything like that'd be tolerable. Because it wouldn't." I watched as Sherlock nodded his head in agreement.

"Good point. My turn. Truth."

I ran my hand across my neck, thinking about what I should ask. Then I decided that Sherlock wouldn't mind if I asked...

"Were you really a virgin before me?"

I watched as Sherlock blushed a slight pink, looking away for a few seconds before returning to his usual, stoic manner.

"No."

"Really? But what about when Mycroft said... at the palace..."

Sherlock chuckled. "He thinks he knows me, but he doesn't know half of the experiments I've conjured up in the past."

"...experiment?"

"Well, those... times weren't on a relationship level. I needed to know what the... effect was for myself. This is London, so think about who it might have been." Sherlock didn't seemed phased by this statement.

"Isn't that kind of thing illegal?"

"In the name of science..."

"Riiiight..." I looked at Sherlock for a moment, and then we suddenly burst into giggles.

"S-science... pahaha..." Sherlock's giggles made me feel all warm inside.

"Anyway, my turn again. Dare me now."

"Right, then... John, I dare you to..." Sherlock leaned in close, whispering the end to his sentence. I gasped.

"What? But that's... I don't want to go outside, though."

"Fine, then. Call her."

"B-but... oh, okay. Sounds like something fun'll happen, so let's do it."

"Right then. Give it ten minutes, though, I need to think."

Roughly ten minutes later, we were sat on the edge of the dining table; Sherlock's mobile dialling softly in his hands, and an urge to burst into hysterics shared between the both of us. Never did I expect such childishness from Sherlock, but if he wanted to pull this off, my word was I going to help him. I glanced over once the call connected, and he hit the speakerphone button. Molly's voice sounded through from the other end.

"Oh? H-hello, Sherlock...?"

"Good afternoon, Molly. I wondered if you had any good bodies I could check on." Sherlock looked like he was about to explode.

"Um. No, I don't think s-so..."

"Well, that's a shame, I - one second." Here we go! Sherlock popped the phone down next to him, just within Molly's hearing range. "John..."

"You wanted something, Sherlock?"

"Mmm-hmm. Come here a second." Sherlock grabbed at my arm, smirking. Game on.

"Oh, Sherlock..."

"Whoah, y-you guys need some s-space?" Molly's stammering caused Sherlock to almost blow his cover, and the only way to avoid laughing loudly was, fortunately, press his mouth against mine. Molly's confused stammers continued as me and Sherlock overplayed the entire situation, randomly moaning louder than necessary in order to gain Molly's complete attention.

"Y-yeah. I'm just g-gonna hang up n-now..." The dial tone bleeped.

I and Sherlock burst into hysterics the moment Sherlock leant away. I couldn't help but imagine how confused we must have made Molly feel. I did feel a bit mean, but the whole thing was too funny for words.

"So, my turn now?"

"Pfft, never mind that; let's try this out on Mycroft!"

I don't really think this chapter was some of my best work, but I do like it nonetheless. Reviews please! Thanks. Oh, and I'd say we have maybe two more chapters before the grand finale, and that last chapter... I'll make it as special as I can. :D