My savior, my angel- a Johnlock fan fiction

Chapter 4 ~ A new case?

John 
When I woke up it felt like there were several hammers pounding in my head.
"What the..." I murmured.
I felt ill and weak. I was gonna be sick and could only make it to the bathroom just on time, before throwing up in the toilet.

Whole last night was a blur. I could remember not being able to sleep and going to the living room. I could only remember I drunk a few glasses of Whiskey, but I guess it were more than a few, seeing the state I was in. I flushed the toilet and washed my mouth clean.

I don't know how, but I managed to get myself to the couch. I knew that I had to drink lots of water in order to feel better. But I just couldn't stand up without the whole starting to spin.

In order to kill some time and not thinking about Mary, I tried to force my mind to remember what had happened last night. I could remember parts and bits. I remembered that Sherlock was mad, but couldn't remember why. Neither could I remember  how the hell I ended up in bed.

I just decided I was going to ask Sherlock about yesterday, when he walked into the living room.

Sherlock
When I came into the living room, John was already there laying on the couch. He looked ill. For a moment
no one said anything.

"Ehmm.. how are you feeling?" I said to break the awkward silence.

"I'm pretty sure you've already deduced that." John said with a sad smirk. I nodded. It was true though. I walked to the kitchen to grab some tea.

"Sherlock...?" John said hesitantly. I immediately stopped walking and slowly turned around. He wasn't gonna ask about last night was he?

"Can you please get me some water?" I sighted in relieve.

"Of course John." I grabbed him a glass  of water and he thanked me. When I handed him the glass, our hands touched for a minute and we both shivered. I felt him looking at me but just turned around to continue working on my experiment.

John
When Sherlock entered the kitchen, I decided this was the time that I should ask him about last night.

"Sherlock..." I said. I saw Sherlock stopped walking for a second and his back straightened. Maybe this wasn't the right time after all.
I decided that I was gonna ask about it later.

"Ehrm... could you please get me some water?" I asked to finish the question.

"Of course John." He answered.

He handed me the water and I felt our fingertips touch. A shiver went down my spine and I looked up at Sherlock to see if he had also felt it. But he had already turned around to finish his experiment.

I just laid on the couch with a huge headache for the rest of the day. I watched some tv and read some newspaper articles to see if there was anything interesting. At first I didn't see anything, but when I took a closer look I saw a little box in the top left corner. There wasn't much text in it. Just a few lines which read that there was a tramp lost. But since nobody really cares about tramps, this add was probably from a friend or relative. There wasn't anything special about the add really, it started getting interested when he took a few old newspapers and also saw this little adds about tramps which where found lost. I picked a pair of scissors and started to cut out the parts which I thought were important. I counted it up and in total there were 6 lost tramps in the past 4 weeks. There were tramps lost more often, but never this much at one time.

"Sherlock?" I called to him. I heard a mumble coming from the kitchen and a few seconds later Sherlock walked into the living room.

"What is you think about this?" I asked him while I showed him the ads. He took the ads from my hands and studied them closely.

"Hmm... interesting..." his eyes were flashing over the paper as they were absorbing all the information. He gave me back the papers and without saying anything else? He walked towards his chair and entered his mindpalace.