*Sherlock POV*
Its cold out, moon obscured by a thick blanket of clouds that promise a violent storm is fast approaching. I pull out my mobile, dialing the DI's number and waiting impatiently for someone to pick up. Receiving no answer, I call an old friend, knowing he should be up at this hour.
"Hey Sherlock. What's up?"
"School hospital building, rooftop, ten minutes. Be there. I need your help with a few things tonight."
"Alright."
I can almost hear the smirk on his face, always ready to do something out of the ordinary with me at all hours of the night. No cabs are out right now, its close to one thirty, so I set a brisk pace and make it to the campus hospital lab in only a few minutes. I light a cigarette once I get to the rooftop, leaning back against the chilled brick.
"Those things will kill you."
"No faster than anything else. Glad you could make it in time."
"What are we breaking into tonight?"
"We're standing on it."
"The labs, again? You never struck me as one for repetition on our little excursions."
"Got a new roommate, bloody idiot made me drop a slide and it broke so I need a replacement."
"You woke me up for that? Come on Sherly, its more than that. What do you really want?"
I tense, he's going to make me spell it out for him. He enjoys this part, hearing me admit I am dependant on him.
"I...I need more."
"You need more what?"
I wince, almost backing out before I realize its too late to stop.
"Come on Sherly, tell me what you want."
Jim takes a step forward, pulling something out of his bag and holding it out to me.
"Please."
"Please what?"
"I need more of them. Please. You're...you're the only one I can...can get more from."
"There we go."
I reach out, groaning internally when he pulls his hand, and my drugs, away.
"One more question. Why here?"
"What?"
"Why are we here and not in your room like usual?"
"They ummm....I have a...a roommate now."
"And?"
"He's a medical student."
"So?"
"I didn't...didnt want him to interfere with anything. Its none of his business what I do with myself, and he's already started fucking with me. Hes no better than the first one, acting as if he cares about what happens to me."
"That's why you have me Sherly, just the two of us."
I nod, a fevered smile breaking out over my face when he hands me the slim box of needles and takes the wad of cash I pull from my coat pocket.
"Now, lets go get you your slide."
We go inside, picking the lock to the rooftop door instead of climbing back down the rickety old ladder that runs up the back wall.
