Sherlock got over his brooding enough to take me to the Airport. He was silent as he walked me into the airport. He followed me like a lost puppy as I found the gate I had to board at.

"Well this is me." I say scuffing my foot on the ground.

"For the record I still think this is a bad idea." Sherlock said plainly looking me in the eyes.

"I know." I said.

There was a very long pause. He turned away from me.

"Keyland don't leave me." He begged, not meeting my eyes. I felt like my heart stopped.

'BOARDING FLIGHT 54.'

"I really have to go." I said going to kiss his cheek. Sherlock turned his head to look at me. It resulted in my half kissing him on the lips. His eyes went wide. A blush spread across both our cheeks.

"Gottarunbye!" I said sprinting away from him. Oh! why did I have to be so awkward?!

I boarded the plane and set in for a long ride. I watched a crime documentary for a while and tried to deduce the people on the plane. Anything really to keep my mind off of how soft his lips were... I wonder what he would have done if I had stayed???

Whelp it was going to be a long ride to Spain...