I brought Sherlock to the Hospital. We quickly got a room and I called Mycroft and read him the list.

"I'll be right there as soon as I can get out of this meeting." He said, and hung up the phone. I sighed loudly earning a confused look from Sherlock.

"Sorry." I said.

"No its okay..." He said. He seemed to be sobering up a bit. Sherlock was quiet for a minute. "I really missed you."

"I missed you too." I said staring out the window. "Hey...Sherlock?"

"Hmm?"

"Why do you do this to yourself?"

"Well...I don't know. I was just bored." He shrugs. I suddenly feel anger boiling in my stomach.

"Well you have to stop this. People need you Sherlock Holmes! They need you at your best state! I need you at your best state!"I yelled, Sherlock's eyes went wide. His eyes skimmed over me, deducing.

"Keyland. What happened." He says evenly. I run through the list of things I cant tell him and realize there is only one thing from the trip not on the list. I walk over and shut the door...

"I..." I try to get the words out but they are stuck. Sherlock sits up in the hospital bed, concern written on his face.

"Nothing you say here leaves this room. I swear it." He says vehemently.

"I...Shot...a man." Sherlock's eyes widen. "I...He was going to kill us. I acted on instinct."

"Come here." He says demandingly. I walk over to him. "It's okay Keyland it was you or him. Self defense."

"Sherlock you don't understand! I did what I promised myself I would never do. I am becoming my step-father." I say tears springing into my eyes. Sherlock's eyes narrow and he glares at me. He grabs my hand and pulls me on to the bed with him. He takes off my glasses and pulls me against him.

"Keyland McLaughlin. You could never, ever be like your step-father. You are the kindest person I have ever known. You have a morality bigger than all of the government and most of the police. A Heart bigger than London itself. I know you Keyland. You are no killer you are a protector. In fact I deduce, you were protecting somebody besides yourself."

"How...how did you know." I sniffle.

"You said 'we'." Sherlock says smiling down at me.

"Oh." I say nuzzling my face into him.

I sat there with my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat and I must have fallen asleep. Because the next thing I know Sherlock was gently but urgently shaking me awake.

"Keyland, Mycroft is here." He said face aflame. I sat up on the bed so quickly I would have fallen, were it not for Sherlock's arm around my waist...