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Chapter 7- What Boyfriends should do.

Lestrade and a small group from the search party navigate their way through the urine stench backstreets of London. Lestrade knows this part of London as he has arrested many rebellious teens who take refuge here.

He flashes his torch over the faces of people lying on the ground, too drunk or high to care about the light.

Jesus Sherlock, did you really have to go missing now?

Lestrade looks at his watch; sighs then fishes his mobile out of his pocket. ''Sally, found him yet?''

''No. I don't know why I'm bothering to help look for him, it's my night off!'' Sally practically yells down the phone.

''Sherlock's a friend, of sorts and I'm your boss. The more people looking for him the sooner we'll find him and you can go home. ''

''Fine. I'll phone you if anything comes up. I'm getting two nights off for this though.''

''Yeah. Whatever.'' Lestrade ends the phone call and texts Mycroft to update him that there is no sign of Sherlock yet.

''Ah! Mr. Holmes. I have the package you wanted me to get. '' A raspy voice calls out a few feet from Lestrade. He immediately looks up and stares wide-eyed. In front of him is a young woman, dressed in tatty, holed clothing and standing in front of her, smiling is Sherlock Holmes.

Lestrade's muscles grow tense and he can almost feel his blood boiling in his veins. Bloody Sherlock Holmes! He strides over towards the two people, his hands balling into fists and his shoes making great smacking sounds on the concrete.

''Sherlock!'' Lestrade shouts and grabs him by the collar of his coat. ''What the bloody hell do you think you are doing?''

Sherlock turns to face Lestrade, losing his balance slightly as the man grabs him. ''Hello Lestrade,'' He says calmly not fazed by the man's anger. ''I was taking a walk in London and I needed to visit someone from my homeless network.'' Sherlock's finger points at the woman. ''She has a package for me.''

''I don't care if she has a bloody shark for you. Do you realise what your little disappearance has caused John? Obviously not.'' Lestrade fumes at Sherlock. ''We've been looking all morning and night for you.''

''Why?'' Sherlock blinks innocently at Lestrade, confused as to why the man is so angry.

''Because we've been worried! You and John have an argument and then suddenly you drop off the face of the earth. What the hell have you been doing?''

''You didn't have to worry about me, Lestrade, I'm a grown man. In regards to your question, following the tedious argument between me and John, I decided that we both overacted and I'm hoping this will make up for it.'' He picks up the package that the woman is holding.

''I'm not sure you'll be anything by the time your brother sees you. You're in a lot of trouble with Mycroft and John. C'mon let's get you to the station then phone Mycroft.''

-X-

[At the station]

''Yeah he's fine. No, he just said that he's got something for John. OK, you too,'' Lestrade says and puts his mobile back in his pocket then turns to Sherlock.

''Mycroft's sending a car for John. They should be here soon.''

''I don't see what all the fuss is about. Am I not allowed to walk around London anymore?'' Sherlock voices irritably and crosses his arms. Lestrade exhales loudly and takes the seat next to Sherlock.

''You had a fight with John, say you're not going home and then disappear, of course there's going to be a fuss. You really scared John; he thought something had happened to you. See it from his point of view. How would you feel if it was reversed and John was the one who went missing?''

Sherlock frowns and hunches in on himself. ''I see your point.'' He mutters and Lestrade chuckles.

''You know you would act exactly the same as we did, probably even go further.'' He looks up and sees John and Mycroft step out of a black car. ''That's them. Give John some slack; just remember that you both love each other.'' He pats Sherlock's shoulder gently and goes to greet Mycroft.

John runs in, breathless and sees Sherlock. Sherlock stands up and coughs. ''Now John, I know you are angry but-'' He is interrupted when John steps in and wraps his arms around Sherlock in a tight hug. Sherlock blinks rapidly, unsure of how to continue then smiles and wraps an arm around his waist while the other brushes through John's hair.

''I'm so glad you're OK!'' John whispers in Sherlock's hair, ''I thought something bad had happened. I didn't mean anything I said in the texts, I'm so sorry.''

''It's quite alright. I should have told you where I was.'' He pauses then continues, ''I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you.'' He whispers, hugging John closer to himself.

''It would have been nice.'' He smiles into Sherlock's shoulder and then pulls away, cupping Sherlock's cheeks. He leans in and presses his lips to Sherlock's. There is no intense pressure; it is just a delicate, sweet kiss. John breaks away and looks up at Sherlock. ''Let's go home.''

Sherlock nods and turns around to pick up the package for John. ''But first I want you to open this.'' He hands it to John and John's arms unwrap from Sherlock's body and begin to open the gift. He reaches in and his hands feel the soft fur of a cuddly toy. He gets it out and sees that it's a small, brown bear holding a heart that says 'I love you' John frowns in confusion, not sure how to act on receiving such a gift from Sherlock.

''What's this?'' He says, pointing at it.

''In your text you said something along the lines of 'boyfriends should get their boyfriends chocolate or a cute little bear that's holding a heart saying I love you, not property underwear.''

John smiles in amusement that Sherlock remembered what he said and then leans in to place another soft kiss on Sherlock's lips. ''I love you. It's perfect, thank you.'' He takes Sherlock's hand in his and starts to walk out the door in blissful happiness.

Greg laughs softly to himself and turns to Mycroft. ''A pair of idiots those two. All it takes is one argument and the whole of London is up searching for Sherlock.''

''Let's not be so dramatic, Gregory however I am glad that my brother is safe and happy again.''

Greg rolls his eyes and takes Mycroft's hand. '' He still hasn't explained why it took him nearly a whole day to get a toy bear as a present for John.''

''Judging by the bulge in his upper right coat pocket I would say that that toy bear wasn't the first present he wanted to give John.'' Mycroft sniffs and then smiles at Greg. ''It seems your work here is completed, let's go back to my house.''

Greg simply nods, waves a goodbye to his colleges and walks out the door.

''Promise me we'll never get into a fight like theirs.''

Mycroft gently squeezes Greg's hand and says, ''I promise you, Gregory, that we will never get into fights like my brother and John.''

Greg smiles happily and huddles up closer to Mycroft because of the cold London chill.

''Sherlock is a very lucky man indeed to have someone love him no matter his faults''

''He is indeed, although I can think of others who are luckier,'' Mycroft says and wraps an arm around Greg, escorting him to his car.

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