Chapter 3- You Won't Feel A Thing

'What are you doing here?' Demanded Sherlock as he walked into the bar of the small hotel they were staying at. John breathed out and followed Sherlock unaware who he is starting to rant at. Sherlock looks towards a smiling Greg.

'All right John?' Greg said taking his shades off.

'Greg!' John couldn't get the ecstatic smile off his face.

'I want an answer Lestrade! What are you doing here?'

'Believe me if I said holiday?' Sherlock shook his head.

'Has Mycroft sent you to spy on me?' Sherlock asked inquisitively.

'Actually, no. Would you look at that! The great Mr Sherlock Holmes got something wrong!' Greg said smiling towards John. John smiled back,blushing like a young school girl.

'I want an explanation Lestrade!' Sherlock demanded, again.

'And as always I'll give you one.'

'Well?' Greg looked towards John, who just blushed a deeper shade of red. Sherlock looked between the both of them and then settled a look at Lestrade with raised eyebrows.

'I wanted to spend some time with John. Nothing wrong with that is there?' Greg looked at Sherlock.

'I was right! There is something between you.' Sherlock said, now smirking. It's amazing how quick Sherlock's moods could change. Greg rolled his eyes at John. John turned to speak to Sherlock.

'We're surprised you haven't pointed it out yet. We know what your like!' John said.

'I have more important things to deduce than your relationship.' John shifted uncomfortably but quite enjoyed the fact that he and Greg were in a relationship. Neither of them had said it yet but it just sounded right. Greg seemed perfectly happy with Sherlock thinking so why shouldn't he?

'Pint?' Greg looked at John and Sherlock.

'Busy.' Sherlock stated.

'He means maybe later. Do you mind if I go with him quickly?' John said, after all Greg came all the way down to Devon just to be with him.

'Not at all! Got to take my bag to my room, you know that sort of thing. Later would be perfect!' Greg smiled. Sherlock was already heading towards the door. John walked over to Greg and placed a quick kiss on his lips before following Sherlock out the door.

'Lestrade? Get to the Hollow. Now. And bring a gun.' Greg immediately picked up his gun and headed towards the moors. When Sherlock's voice was this urgent, you know you needed to be there soon.

As he was heading towards the Hollow he heard what seemed like murmured screams. He runs down the slope to see that it is Henry making the screams. It's not long until the hound comes. John looks at Greg who's face it struck with panic.

'Sherlock, Greg isn't drugged. How can he be seeing this?' John shouted.

'Shoot it!' Sherlock demanded as it started to edge closer them. Greg fired twice but missed. His hands were not shaking, he had just never been good with his aim. John looked and saw the panic on Greg's face multiplying. He turned and shot the beast dead.

Sherlock takes Henry to look at the hound, to show him it was only a dog. Henry eventually looks and they turn to walk away. Frankland arrives, and Sherlock immediately rips the mask off him to realise where the drug is coming from.

'The fog! It's in the fog!' Sherlock cried. 'Brilliant!'

'Not now Sherlock!' John shouted at him just at the hound gets up once more. More shots are fired and its shot down again.

Henry starts to scream at Frankland and he makes a run for it. All four of the men chase after him. Sherlock stops, the others copying as Frankland enters the mine field. Boom.

They arrive back at the hotel after they take Henry home and make sure he is okay. Well, John and Greg that is. Sherlock wasn't overly interested now the case had been solved. When they got into the pub Sherlock turned and looked at John.

'Good job your in Lestrade's room tonight. I shan't be sleeping for a while.' He smiled. 'Good night.' He nodded towards them both and bounded off towards the stairs.

Greg looked at John. 'Going to have that pint now?'

'God, yes!' Said John taking a stool at the bar next to Greg, who just sat down.

'That was, eventful.' Greg stated as Gary gave them their drinks.

'Yeah, it was.' John said. He looked into his drink before taking a sip. The smile had gone from his face.

'The mine?' Greg said simply. John nodded causing Greg to sigh.

'As long as I'm around, I'm not going to let anything happen to you. And I mean anything. Okay?' John smiled at Greg and leant in to kiss him.

'Thank you. I won't let anything happen to you either. Whether it meant taking my life I would. I wouldn't think twice about it.' Greg moved in for a deeper kiss. There were only three words that seemed to be the right response for that.

'I love you.' Greg said hugging John tight.

'I love you too.' John said. It was the first time they had ever said that to each other. It felt right to say it then.

Eventually, they broke apart. They stayed staring at each other for a moment, huge grins wiped across their faces again.

Greg finally spoke 'I was petrified of that hound but it didn't stop me wanting to kill it for you. All you probably got from that was now knowing I can't aim.'

'So was I! I'm sure your aim isn't that bad, I've just got a good aim!' John said, smiling.

'Boasting are we, Dr Watson?'

John looked at him for a moment. 'I don't boast. Maybe your right, you just can't aim!'

'Cheeky bugger!' Greg laughed taking a sip of his drink.

'Your cheeky bugger.' John added. Greg placed his pint down.

'And I'm your DI with a shit aim!' Greg said. It went quiet for a moment again.

'Nothing is going to make me let go of you, you know that Johnny.' He said, one arm leaning on the bar.

'Just like nothing will make me let go of you.' John said. They finished their last pints before Greg stood.

'Coming?' Greg asked looking down at John. He simply nodded and stood up. John grabbed Greg's hands and gave him a quick few kisses before embracing him into a hug.

'Love you so much Gregory!' John said with Greg's hands still wrapped around his hips. He raised an eyebrow at being called Gregory. He hated that name but it didn't sound so bad when John was saying it so just smiled instead.

'Love you too! Now lets go to bed!' Greg winked and John slipped under Greg's arm and they walked of towards Gr- their room.

A/N – I thought I'd give you two chapters today! A treat as I had the other chapter nearly all written a few days ago but I've had to revise. But I had the exam today and it's half term soon so expect the chapters to come quicker!