Dearest Detective

221B?

*Sherlocks POV*

I watched as several nurses loaded Clara into the back of Mycroft's car. She let out a small groan when they set her down on the backseat. I turned and got in the passenger seat up front as Mycroft started the engine and began to drive. I looked back at Clara and gave a small smile that she returned.

"So Miss Clara where are we headed today?" Mycroft questioned and slowed the car, awaiting directions. She grumbled and sat up clutching her wound. "221b Baker Street. I think I can manage getting to my apartment so no need in helping me there." She joked around. I didn't find it funny at all. She could barely walk never the less get up some stairs. "Wait did you say 221B Baker Street?" I asked her. I had never really paid any attention to the other people who lived the apartments. "Yes I just moved in a couple months ago, why?"

I shook my head and ignored the question. I motioned for Mycroft to drive. He smirked at me but began driving anyways. I didn't talk the rest of the car ride. How would Clara take it when she found out the person who was partially responsible for her kidnapping lived in the same building as her. Had she never noticed before or was she just playing a trick. Whatever the case, I didn't understand it at all. Well that was a first now wasn't it!

Mycroft pulled up and I got out of the car to go help Clara. She opened the door and I held my hand out for her to take it. She got a tight grip on my hand and slowly pulled herself out of the car. I placed my hand around her waist and she put hers around my neck. I walked up to the building when Clara gasped. I looked at her with a questioning look. "I forgot my keys!" She twisted her face into a frustrating form. I almost laughed but I knew I shouldn't. I reached into my coat pocket and grabbed my set of keys and inserted them in the door, unlocking it.

Clara looked at me strangely and asked the question I knew she would "Do you live here?" I nodded and helped the confused girl into the household. She most likely had many more questions but her energy limited her from doing so. I helped her up the stairs and eventually we got to her apartment. It was unlocked so I helped her walk to her bedroom. "Stay out of trouble because next time I wont help you." I said and left her apartment. I walked to my own and slammed the door behind me making John jump up from his chair. "Bloody hell sherlock where have you been! And whats your problem? " he gestured to the closed door. I glared at him and finally explained the full story to him.

"She lives in the apartment next to us? How did we not notice!?" John questioned. I just shook my head and left to go to my room.

*Clara POV*

I laid on my bed as I looked at the time. I heard the whooshing noise I had been waiting for. The TARDIS appeared in my bedroom and the doctor jumped out like a crazy giraffe. "Clara you will never believe what I just saw! Wait why are you not jumping around? HAVE YOU BEEN SHOT?!" I groaned and nodded at his slow processing. "Well that just simply wont work! Come in and the TARDIS will heal you as you tell my the whole story!" I nodded and got up with his help. I walked into the TARDIS and heard the doors shut behind me.