It had been a good morning, John was sitting reading whilst Sherlock sat in the kitchen with his experiments. They had been quiet a while now but not uncomfortably so. John was brought out of his thoughts by Sherlock's phone ringing, which was quickly answered. A minute or so later Sherlock hung up and looked at John. "Cold case files" was the only explanation Sherlock gave but John nodded. Game faces back on, John thought with a sigh as he got up. One thing first though, John made his way into the kitchen as Sherlock was quickly moving what needed to go into the fridge and stopped him after he closed the door. Sherlock looked at him a little confused as John smiled and leaned up, pressing a quick, soft kiss on his lips before making his way upstairs to get ready with a grin on his face leaving Sherlock standing in the kitchen blinking.

He made his way downstairs 15 minutes later ready to leave and found Sherlock pacing in front of the living room door. "Ready?" John asked and smiled at him when Sherlock turned and returned his smile and made their way to the door. Sherlock stopped abruptly and turned to John, "What I said, about people not knowing. You do understand I did not mean that they do not know about us, correct? Unless you don't…" John paused for a second before looking up at Sherlock and smiling. John grasped his hand and squeezed once before letting go and reaching for the door handle, "Idiot" he mumbled, just loud enough for Sherlock to hear making him chuckle.

John watched as a grin spread on Sherlock's face as they made their way to Lestrade's office, it only took him a moment to notice that Donovan was walking their way and had not noticed them yet.

"Ah, Donovan, how lovely" Sherlock announced as she came closer and scowled at the duo. A smirk crossed her face as she got closer until she suddenly stopped and her face fell in disbelief. John raised his eyebrow in confusing before she started to speak. "Freak, is that a…" She cut herself of mid sentence and waved her hand towards Sherlock's neck. John turned his head towards Sherlock and noticed that the love bite he left was quite visible, he raised his eyebrows at Sherlock with a smirk before facing her again.

"A what Donovan?" John asked as she continued to wave her hand around. They both watched as Sally shook her head before answering. "No, nothing. No person would, not with a psychopath." Was all she said and Sherlock raised his eyebrows at her and opened his mouth to retort but John bet him to it. "Then tell me Donovan, What am I? A giraffe? And it's sociopath, not psychopath." John smirked as he watched her eyes bulge and her hand stop in mid air. The sight of her was hilarious and John had a hard time keeping a straight face, Sherlock on the other hand did not even try to hide his amusement and laughed out loud, drawing the attention of a few other officers. "A giraffe John, really?" Sherlock asked and John couldn't stop from grinning, "first thing that came to mind" he replied. Sally stood there, switching from looking at John to Sherlock and back. Sherlock chuckled and grabbed John's hand, pulling him along towards Lestrade's office.