I Am Not The Only Traveler *Private*

[Leafwing12]

He nodded. "Yes John." He said, watching him. "The only thing left is a pack of cigarettes in my room." He murmured.

[dannychan]

he frowned and put the lsd in his pocket. "cigarettes too." he ordered.

[Leafwing12]

He moved away, heading into the bedroom. He came back after a moment, handing him the pack.

[dannychan]

he sighed and moved to the sink, running the water and dumping the pills down it, and then then soaking the cigarettes beyond the point of use.

[Leafwing12]

he blinked. "You know John its not recommended to be dumping drugs down a drain." He said.

[dannychan]

he sighed. "alright, do you want to go to rehab then?" he asked. "no? i bought so."

[Leafwing12]

He watched him. He then sighed, glancing away for a moment before his gaze shifted to the door when it opened. He watched as Greg moved in. Sherlock sighed.

"Do your thing Lestrade. Theres nothing here." Sherlock said. Greg watched him.

"I know you hate this Sherlock. But you know we have to do this." Greg said. His team then started rummaging through the flat.

[dannychan]

john sighed, watching them. "anything?"

[Leafwing12]

After a while they finished. "No. Theres nothing." Greg said. "Theres a pretty alarming amount of nicotine patches though." He said.

"Well Lestrade I can discard all of those and resort to some heavy drug use if you'd prefer that." Sherlock said. Greg sighed.

"No. Keep the patches." Greg said

[dannychan]

john blinked. "i just by the boxes by the dozen at this point. he goes through them quickly."