The Lost and the Broken (BBC AU Sherlock Fanfic)

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  He was broken out of his thoughts by a hand touching his shoulder,"Sherlock?"

"Ah, John,"He groaned, sitting up.

"What were you thinking about?"He asked as they walked down the lengthy driveway,"You looked pretty deep in thought."

"I was searching my through my mind," he quickly replied,"Sort of like scanning through books in a large library."

"Or searching through the halls of a great palace,"John suggested as the two entered the cab.

The Cabbie looked back,"Where to?"

"Danny's cafe and deli please,"Sherlock responded before turning to John,"I can't seem to stop fiddling with the ends of this scarf."

John looked to see his fingers intertwined with the blue tassels on the end,"Maybe you're just distracting yourself from something."

"Maybe you're right,"He stopped to look at his phone, which had buzzed only moments before,"What does Gavin want?"

"Greg."

"Right," Sherlock swiped to answer,"Sherlock Holmes."

"Hello Holmes,"Lestrade quickly said,"I was wondering if you could come down to my place for a bit, just need to know what I'm doing wrong."

"Your mechanism is upside-down, just build it opposite,"he replied before hanging up.

"What was that about?"

"Just something that Lestrade keeps working on, if he keeps tinkering on it, it may just work."

They continued the ride in silence, along with the occasional awkward look. Once they reached their destination Sherlock stayed to pay the cabbie.

"You two have a lovely day,"The man said taking his money.

"We're just friends,"He corrected before getting out and joining John,"Why do people keep assuming that we're gay?"

"Maybe we're just that good,"He teased as they sat on in the chairs outside, considering that the shop wouldn't open till seven-thirty,"I'm really sorry about what happened to you."

"There's no need to be sorry, it's already been done,"He asked with a raised eyebrow.

John chuckled to himself before pulling a thumb drive from his pocket,"I downloaded the file for you, I hope it'll help."

Sherlock took the device and placed it in his coat pocket. He looked down to see that his fingers were still messing with the ends of the scarf,"Mycroft said that Moriarty was on the list of most wanted, did you not know?"

"We didn't question what the commanders gave us,"John checked his watch,"So, what all happened whilst I was out?"

Sherlock began explaining all the previous events of the year and how Irene tried to date him. There was a story that John was particularly interested in,"I also got a tattoo over the school-year."

"You got a what?!"

"Tattoo! Are you deaf?" He retorted,"I got one to prove that I was better than Mycroft."

"Where is it?" John started to search the visible sections of skin on Sherlock. He stayed silent and looked down at the table,"Oh my god you didn't."

"Maybe,"Sherlock looked as far away from John as possible.

John started to laugh until he was almost on the ground,"You got a tat on your arse?!!"

He kicked John's shin,"Shutup will you?" John composed himself and stopped to a small chuckle,"Yes I got a tattoo on my arse, and I also had my first drink."

"Too bad I wasn't there-"He stopped his words,"You're only eighteen."

"Mycroft, in a word,"Sherlock sighed,"You know how extreme our rivalry is."

"What design is it?" Going back to the arse tat.

Sherlock took his hand out of his pocket and pitched the bridge of his nose.

I'm a general! WEEEEEEEEE! (if you don't get the reference, why?) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! BTW, when Sherlock told John to "Shutup" you're supposed to read or say it really fast and in a british accent.

BAI!!!!