Four - BelinasEgg

John soon arrived outside the yard, hurrying into the huge glass building, and bypassing security in the manner Sherlock managed effortlessly.

He finally was banging on Lestrade's door, tapping his foot impatiently against the floor. His thoughts from the street were chasing themselves round his head. He knew the brothers had had major disagreements. And disagreements between the two most intelligent men in the country tended to be significant, but... He knew that beneath Sherlock's cold exterior, there was real emotions and feelings.

Perhaps not on the same level as 'normal' people, but surely those emotions extended to his only brother?

Obviously not, considering his typical lack of interest.

Lestrade finally answered the door, glancing over John's shoulder and seemingly surprised to find the lack of tall, pale detective there.

"Yes?" he said cautiously, cocking an eyebrow.

"I need to talk to you." John answered, pushing past Lestrade into the familiar office.