Hello all again!
Sorry it has tken so long to get the next chapter up, Writer's Block can be really annoying.
Anyway, I have two more chapters planned at the moment and hopefully more ideas will appear soon.
I do not own Sherlock, it is the property of the BBC
Chapter Ten
John frowned as a black car slide up the road and silently came to a stop besides him. What did Mycroft want now? For some reason, the Elder Holmes brother always had something important to tell John, as he couldn't look after Sherlock due to some childhood rivalry. No matter what John said, he always ended up carted off to some placed where Mycroft would then inform the former army doctor of some new problem facing Sherlock.
Giving a sigh, john was about to enter the car when he remembered what his psychiatrist had told him. Apparently one of John's problems was that he couldn't say 'no'. He hadn't said 'no' to writing a blog, nor did he ever say 'no' to Sherlock's ideas, no matter how weird or hidden they were. And when it came to getting into a particular stranger's car, Mycroft, he never said no either. This was a problem, it appeared.
"You know what, no. I'm not going to get dragged off to some factory just so you can tell me something that you should be telling to Sherlock." John said, turning away from the car and walking back to 221B Baker Street at a brisk pace before he changed his mind, or Mycroft found some other way to get him into the car. Getting back to the flat, John went upstairs and opened the door, Sherlock briefly looked up at him.
"You've learnt how to say no." He commented.
"Come on! How can you even… Just forget it." John said, leaving the living room and disappearing into his own room.
Sorry its so short, hopefully the next few chapters will be a lot longer.
Thank you for reading. Please review/Comment.
Ideas are welcome!