DISCLAIMER: It's not mine, yo'

Really short chapter because I wrote a chapter and realised it was ridiculously long so I've split it. Another chapter will be up momentarily.

Sherlock thrust Julian at the Doctor, ignoring his protest, and walked towards the door leaving the Doctor holding Julian awkwardly under his arms.

'I'll get her out of the way. Try and get the smoke alarm off.' The Doctor started to speak but Sherlock cut him off, yelling 'don't be alarmed Mrs Hudson; nothing important is on fire! It's just an experiment' The Doctor started moving to dump Julian on the sofa by the door but Sherlock ushered him back. He sighed and clumsily reached to put an arm under Julian's legs and managed to get him into the armchair by the kitchen. Sherlock walked through the open door and held it closed behind him. As the Doctor jumped back up on the chair, he could hear muffled talking. He shrugged off his tweed jacket and covered the alarm with it, standing on his tiptoes to reach. The door opened a crack more as Mrs Hudson tried to enter the room but Sherlock held it closed.

'Look, it's just an experiment. There was fire. It makes smoke.' Sherlock inwardly sighed with relief as the smoke alarm stopped. 'Listen, the alarm has stopped now. Now I'll be getting back to my work.' And with that he quickly stepped back into the apartment and closed the door, listening to Mrs Hudson's footsteps fade away. The Doctor threw his jacket down on the edge of the chair he had been standing on and picked up his sonic from the table. He scanned over Julian and checked the reading.

'Have you got any ice?' Asked the Doctor. Sherlock raised his eyebrows.

'No.' The Doctor didn't reply. He stood in the middle of the apartment looking at the TARDIS. After a long moment he sighed.

'That should've worked. There's no reason why that didn't work. Why didn't that work? It should've worked.' He kicked the transparent tube lying next to his foot and ran his free hand through his hair, thinking.

'What happens now?' asked Sherlock. The Doctor looked up at him.

'Sherlock, I'm really sorry I've just barged into your life, your apartment, like this.' He paused to see Sherlock's reaction but he didn't say anything so the Doctor continued. 'There is no reason why that didn't work. So I can only assume there is someone else making it not work.' Sherlock frowned.

'Who?'

'I don't know. Probably someone has followed the TARDIS through from my universe. But whoever they are, they don't want me to leave.' Glancing around, he noticed it was getting dark outside. He walked up to the TARDIS and opened the front panel in the door to reveal to telephone inside. He stuck his arm in and reached around until he came back out with a battered wallet in his hand and opened it up. Satisfied with the contents, he walked over to pick up his jacket.

'I'm going to go and buy some frozen peas for Julian's head. And something to eat because I'm starving and at the moment there's nothing we can really do without attracting more attention.' Just before he left, he added, 'And if you wouldn't mind taking away the jumpstart tube. Just coil it up and chuck it in the TARDIS but you probably don't want it sitting around with all that energy in it.' Sherlock nodded. 'Be quiet on the stairs or Mrs Hudson will almost certainly bother you.' The Doctor nodded back. 'Do you want something to eat?'

'What day is it?' asked Sherlock. The Doctor looked at him for a moment.

'I'll get you something' he said before pulling on his jacket and heading quietly down the stairs.