"So this is the kitchen...which I guess you've already seen." I said and he chuckled, following me as I started to head towards the hallway. When I reached my bedroom he grinned and I raised an eyebrow, pushing the door open. "What's so funny?"

"I have already toured this room." Sherlock pointed out, laughing when my cheeks reddened. "Though I have never entered as a human before. Or been able to reach the doorknob." He added, moving close enough to intertwined his fingers through mine.

"Well...you're not wrong." I muttered, my eyes widening when he leaned in enough to brush my lips with his own. I couldn't move as a warm tingle swept through my body and after noticing how quiet I was Sherlock's lips curled into a smile.

"I am noticing more and more just how easy it is to make you blush. I must say the look is very attractive." Sherlock commented and I coughed as he smiled at me. "Though that smile you have right now is pretty amusing." He pointed out and I snorted as he released my hand.

"I swear you're just doing that to make me blush aren't you?" I replied once I found my voice and he chuckled softly, following me into my bedroom. It wasn't until I sat on the bed that I froze turning my head when Sherlock joined me, his eyebrows raised once he saw my face turning a brilliant red.

"Rona, are you alright?" Sherlock asked, worried until I cleared my throat waving my hand at the bed then at him. Too busy staring at me to response Sherlock waited until I coughed.

"I just realized that this is the first time I've been alone in my room with you as a human." I explained and this time Sherlock actually blushed, his eyes widening when I gave a faint giggle. "I wasn't really thinking about it when I brought you in here."

"I...I can leave if this makes you uncomfortable. I just followed you in here like I usually do." Sherlock stammered, trying to stand until I reached over and he stared at me when he saw my hand covering his own. "Are you sure you want me to stay in here?"

"Of course, Sherlock." I told him and he nodded at me, his gaze moving to the table beside my bed. "Would you like to watch another movie? I have a ton you haven't even seen yet."

"That would be wonderful, Rona. You wouldn't happen to have anymore Sherlock Holmes ones would you?" He asked after a pause and I giggle, climbing from the bed with a smile on my face.

"I'm a fan of his so I do have a few. I'll be right back." I told Sherlock as I headed for the bedroom door. Once I stepped back into the hallway I made it a few steps before I leaned back against the wall staring up at the ceiling as I did.

I can't believe I just walked into my bedroom with Sherlock without even realizing it. I mean I know we're a couple now but I've never brought a guy into my bedroom before today.

After a few seconds a slight smile crept onto my lips and with a shrug I pushed myself away from the wall, heading towards the living room with a silly grin on my face.

Back in my bedroom Sherlock was getting bored so he leaned over towards the table beside my bed, looking at a frame photo he had never paid much attention to before. Carefully he picked it up looking at it with his eyebrows raised at the sight of a girl around the age of ten who looked like a much younger version of Rona.

Standing behind her and with an arm around her shoulders were an older couple, all three wearing big smiles. As Sherlock stared at the photo, trying to work out who the older couple were, he heard someone clearing their throat and he turned towards the bedroom door to see me standing there.

Holding a DVD case I stared at him until he coughed, gently setting down the photo frame before he focused on me. "I can explain..." Sherlock began until I narrowed my eyes and he sighed already bracing himself as he waited for Rona to start yelling at him. Though I surprised him when I walked over setting down the DVD before I picked up the photo frame, staring it for several seconds. After I gently replaced it I turned to see Sherlock frowning slightly his eyes widening when he saw my eyes now brimming with tears.

"Before you ask they were my grandparents. They died a year ago." I told him, picking up the DVD case again and as I fiddled with it Sherlock stepped over to me.

"I'm sorry, Rona." Sherlock said and I just shrugged trying to focus on going back into the living room and watching the movie I picked out. I walked back into the hallway and Sherlock followed, the bedroom door clicking shut behind him. As we walked back towards the living room Sherlock noticed another bedroom door that had a lock on it and he frowned at, his mind supplying a plausible answer as to why it was locked.

I walked over to the couch, hearing quiet footsteps behind me and I fixed a tiny smile to my face as I sat. I didn't even think about the DVD in my hands until Sherlock nodded towards it and after a pause I sighed, climbing to my feet. While Sherlock watched I wandered over to the DVD player I had plugged up to my television set.

We sat down together to watch Basil Rathborne in Terror by night, one of my favorite movies by the actor but I couldn't concentrate too busy thinking about the photo. When Sherlock saw my lip quivering he sighed and my head jerked up when he covered my left hand with his own. "I should not have pried into your personal life." He told me but I just shook my head, wiping at my eyes with my right hand.

"It's alright, Sherlock. If we're going to be dating you should know a few things about me and vise versa." I told him and he gave me a tiny nod. "I lived with my grandparents until they passed away a year ago. They raised me from a young girl to an adult since my parents weren't around very much; they traveled a lot my grandparents told me but I know they just thought I was in the way. One morning during the first day of the school holidays they left me with my grandparents my dad promising me that he and my mother would be coming to pick me up before I would be returning to school."

"Did they come back?" Sherlock asked, already dreading the answer as soon as I slowly shook my head. "Of course they didn't."

"No. They left me behind and just never came back. I guess I was just in the way for them but my grandparents were much better people. They cared for me and raised me since I was three." I explained and Sherlock gave me a tiny smile, giving my hand a squeeze when I sniffed. "I guess my parents just didn't want a child."

"At least your grandparents took care of you." Sherlock said and I nodded, wiping at the fresh tears running down my cheeks. "They must have been wonderful people."

"They were and I miss them everyday." I replied after a pause, resting my head against Sherlock's shoulder. "They took care of me until...my grandmother got sick. By the time she went to see a doctor it was too late. She died less than a week later and then my grandfather..." I trailed off, turning my head but Sherlock still caught the tears streaming down my cheeks.

So caught up with my last few memories of my grandparents' life I didn't even see Sherlock climb from the couch though I did feel his arms as they wrap around my waist. Sherlock froze when I spun around my hands clutching at his jacket as I started to sob and he sighed to himself. Gathering me into his arms he gently rubbed my back as I broke down.

A little while we're sitting in the couch and with my head resting on Sherlock's shoulder I wiped at my red eyes with the back of my hand. "Sorry I'm a little weepy today." I sniffed and he just sighed, reaching over before he gently squeezed my left hand.

"Rona, you don't have to apologize for being upset about losing your loved ones. That would bring anyone to tears." Sherlock scolded and I raised my head catching the tiny frown he had on his face.

"Except you though after I did see the look on your face when we thought Watson was..." I trailed off when he cleared his throat. "I shouldn't have brought that up but would it have been strange that I wanted to hug you when I saw your face?" I added, my cheeks warm as he blinked at me before he fixed me with a smile.

"Of course not though at the time I am not sure how I would have reacted. Now however I would have welcomed it." Sherlock chuckled, resting his head against mine.