Something is Wrong (Johnlock and DoctorWho)

Chapter 4 Poison Tea

Sherlock handed the tea to the Doctress, fixing his sheet around him. She smiled and kept his eyes up on his face out of modesty. When she moved and sat in John's chair, she saw how he was watching to deduce more from her posture. Wanting to toy with the sociopath, crossed her legs and set them up beside her, before looking at her tea.

Sherlock frowned, having deducted that she was a lesbian or very conscious of self-control when he walked around in only a sheet and got no looks from her. She treated him like a child and sat like she had already made herself at home.

"Hmm." She hummed, raising the tea to beneath her lip. Then she stopped, sniffing the tea, before putting the cup down away from her. She threw Sherlock a 'did you really just' look, not happy with whatever he had added to the drink. "What type, if I may ask?"

"Cyanide." Sherlock answered.

"So what did you want to test, by poisoning my tea?" The Doctress asked, crossing her arms and shifting back into her regular, less feminine sitting position of a man-spread.

"Only forty percent people around the world would ever detect the poison. I wanted to see if you could, and if you were an agent." Sherlock answered, pouring himself a cup of tea.

"Yes, and if I had not smelt that, you would have to convince a bunch of people I was still alive." The Doctress warned, before yawning and shaking her head. "Oh, forget that, I need to get to bed."

"Mm, of course! Goodnight." Sherlock called as the Doctress left. He seemed quite pleased with himself.

"'Night." She called back. "Don't poison the tea in the morning, 'cause I do want to try some."