A Study on Sherlock

Chapter 2

        Alex sat on the sofa in Sherlock's flat. She didn't really want to talk to Mary or Mrs. Hudson. She just wanted Sherlock here to at least have a rock to keep her from going insane. She hasn't need him since he "died". She learned to be strong, but he tore down those walls she put up. Now she was an open book and always hated when she felt like this. She laid on her side facing the couch. She silently cried herself to a sleep.

6 hours later....

        Sherlock walked in to his flat and took a step back in shock. Alex laid on his couch, fast asleep. He sighed, went over to Alex, kissed her head, and walked to his bedroom. As soon as he closed the door, he stood there wondering what he had just done. Was he having those feelings again or was it out of sympathy? He shook those thoughts away and got ready for some sleep.

10 hours later....

        Alex woke up to see a naked Sherlock sitting at his desk. He looked over and winked at her.

"Well, that's a surprise."

"What is?"

"You not being covered in a sheet when I wake up."

"Who says I am?" Sherlock asked with a cocked eyebrow.

        They both laugh at Sherlock. Sherlock smiled at her and Alex smiled back. Alex got off the couch and into the bathroom. Sherlock watched as she left and than went back to work. He sat on the laptop trying to figure out what happened to John. The suicide did look forced, but it also looked like it was his choice too.

"Oh god John, what did you do? I was on my way back. I was almost there."

        Sherlock felt Alex's hand on his back and he started to shake. Tears fell down his face and Alex hugged him with as much as she could. She leaned her head on his shoulder and stood there with him. Sherlock looked at her and she wiped away his tears.

"And I thought you were my rock." Alex said.

Sherlock chuckled, turned around the chair around and pulled Alex on to his lap.

"We are each other's rock," Sherlock kissed her neck, "forever," he kissed her cheek," and always," and than he kissed her lips slowly and filled with complete and utter passion.

        Alex stared at Sherlock with a stunned face as he pulled back from her. Sherlock grinned at her as she tried to piece what just happened together.

"So after all this time...."

"Alex, you have no idea how hard it was to just disappear from you and John. I had to though. To keep you guys safe."

"Sherlock, we were suppose to get married to each other and you died. I had to cancel everything and that threw me on my ass. I had to work long hours and I had to miss your funeral for that. You left me all alone."

        Tears slowly slid down Alex's face and Sherlock wiped them away. He placed his hands on her waist and stared her in the eyes.

"I'm here now and I am never going to leave you again."

        Sherlock picked Alex up, went into the bedroom, put Alex on his bed, closed the door, and showed her that he was never going to leave her.