As soon as the door opened Sherlock could feel the presence. He was napping, which he'd been doing a lot of lately. He was trying his hardest to avoid John; keep him safe. It'd been 12 days since he'd plotted his plan to disappear and take down Moriarty's criminal web. Moriarty was dead now, so why'd he still feel so…unsafe.
He rolled out of the bed and wrapped his sheet around himself, too lazy and didn't have the patience to put on clothes. He waddled down the hall the second he saw the black head of hair he started deducing.
Suit, business man,
Trench coat; lives somewhere where it rains a lot,
Expression, sadness? Greif? Annoyance? Loneliness?
Hands, palm with blade indent,
Injuries, broken bones, and burns,
Sherlock was so busy thinking he hadn't realized John was even talking.
"He's deducing you give him a minute…or more." John eased himself into his chair and took out his laptop. Updating his blog, Sherlock noted.
"John? Who is he?" Sherlock snapped; new people, no trust.
"My name is Castiel. You must be the Mr. Holmes, John has told me so much about." Castiel offered a smile. Too bad Sherlock could literally read him like a book.
"So Castiel, who died?"
"I'd rather not say."
"Military buddies? Sibling-" changes of expression, sadness. "Ah, so it was a sibling."
"…I have many siblings they appear not to have the best luck…" If only Castiel could read Mr. Holmes' thoughts, then he'd take him down a notch.
"You staying," Sherlock asked,
"I, um- no…" Castiel couldn't trust these people, random strangers who knew nothing about him or his past.
"None sense, Castiel you're a long way from home we love if you stayed." John looked at him with wide excited grey eyes.
"Thank you, could I use a mobile please?" Castiel asked, and John gladly reached in his pocket handing Castiel his phone that he had forgot to return earlier. Sherlock scowled at the man as he left the flat.
"John, he's not staying here." Sherlock shot John a 'Do it I dare you' look.
The older man sighed, "He's got no one Sherlock, he saved your life be grateful."
The memory hit Sherlock like a train, he had it all planned out, bust threw a window in St. Bart's, and run through back door- but no Mr. literal dropped out of nowhere had to crash into him and hit the ground.
"Jimmy Novak, I thought it was?" John groaned he really wished he could explain this to Sherlock without a physics argument.
"He's an angel Sherlock." John simply said; turning his head back to the screen.
"Ha, and I'm a Demon."
"I'd be lying if I denied that."
"Oh, screw you John."
"You wish."
John could have sworn he saw fire in Sherlock's eyes. The taller man gave John another death stare before stomping off, his sheet catching on corners as he went.
Meanwhile Castiel had been trying to reach Dean. He paced restlessly as he waited for the phone to be picked up. He stopped pacing and took a deep breath but he almost choked on air when Dean started ranting.
"Jesus, look how hard is it to watch over a comatose patient!" Dean yelled. "Just make sure he doesn't die, like everyone else seems to be doing!" Crap, Castiel was too late, Sam was already dead.
"Dean…"
"Oh, Cas…hey. What'd you want?"
"How's Sam?" silence unbearable silence.
"He's alive if that's what you're asking. Of course, you've got your own goddamn problems than my brother dying."
"No, Dean…I'm human. But I have spoken to Sam."
"He's been in a coma for weeks Castiel," that hurt Dean didn't call Castiel by his nickname,
"I'm sorry Dean, I have to go, and I have some prescriptions to pick up."
"Wait Cas-"
Of course pissing off Castiel never ended well; he was experiencing such deep human emotions…such as anger. Within seconds the phone was in his hand, to the floor; in pieces. He limped back into 221B, where John looked up surprised.
"You alright?"
"Fine,"
A/N- next chapter I promise will focus more on Sherlock, and what he's dealing with. YES I'm uploading in less than a day, because I had Sherlock's reaction imprinted in my mind. OH also they won't be any pairing just in case my awful joke was misleading. Please review; let me know how I'm doing!