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Song: Rain
Artist: The Beatles
Post TFP
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It had been almost a year since John had moved back into 221b with Rosie and Sherlock, although things seemed better there was still a weird tension between the two roommates. Neither of them knew what it was but they both feared it was going to split them apart again and that was the last thing they needed, they didn't need to be split apart again. They struggled last time and they'd struggle again. Sherlock suggested going out for the evening just the two of them so they could have time alone to relax from the cases and having to look after Rosie. They were on their way to Molly's to drop off Rosie and the drive was somewhat normal apart from Sherlocks occasional over the top worries about Rosie staying with Molly.
"What if she doesn't have enough food?" "What if she starts getting a temperature and Molly can't take her to the hospital quick enough?" "What if...."
"Sherlock, you need to calm down." John assured him as he rested his small hand on Sherlocks broad shoulder.
"But..."
"No! I don't want to hear anything else out of you for the rest of the drive."
An awkward silence filled the car as John tried to keep his attention on the road and Sherlock gazed out the window, trying to pretend like he wasn't emotional that John raised his voice at him.
"John..." Sherlock spoke quietly.
"What, Sherlock?" John responded in a harsher tone than he intended.
"I'm sorry."
John had to take a double take on what Sherlock had just said, it wasn't unusual for him to apologise after an argument but recently he had been quite petty about being the first to apologise. He never liked being the cause for an argument to start and felt terrible if he had upset someone, especially if he started it. John sighed as he knew Sherlock was being genuinely sorry which hurt him even more that it was meant to.
"You don't need to apologise, I shouldn't of snapped at you. I understand that you just want to make sure Rosies safe." John admitted.
"I know she will be, there's just this voice in the back of my head that keeps telling me to not leave her." Sherlock confessed.
"You just have to tell that voice everything is fine, besides we won't be out that long so we'll have enough time with her when we pick her up later."
