An anonymous guest has requested the full story for Alpha-Omega chapter 21 (Phi-Packing), so I have written two more chapters – before and after – anyone who has read Alpha-Omega will recognise chapter 2. It's a bit angsty, but hopefully you'll enjoy.

Disclaimer – Don't own - wish I did.

Sherlock had been experimenting on the spore samples for more than two weeks, although progress was slow and it was doing absolutely nothing for his boredom levels.

John watched as the consulting detective, like a hyperactive child, paced from the window to the fire, through the kitchen and on into their bedroom. He paused there for a moment or two, then back to the window, and all the time his body seemed to be twitching as if assaulted by electric shocks.

On maybe his hundredth circuit of the room Sherlock turned away from the window and found John blocking his path, his hand pressing against Sherlock's chest.

"You need to stop this," he said softly.

Sherlock sneered "And do what? Not everyone can switch off the way you do!" as he spoke he continued his perambulations, forcing John to walk backwards.

"Sherlock please….."

"Please what, John? Oh just leave me be, for God's sake!" Sherlock pushed the older man out of the way. John, unprepared for such an attack overbalanced, hitting the kitchen table with some force.

Before either man could react the experiment went crashing down to the floor, the glass petri dishes shattering on impact. A heavy silence hung over them, then Sherlock exploded with rage.

"Do you realise how much work I put into that experiment? Do you?" his voice dripped venom.

"God, Sherlock, I….."

"Don't John – just don't. I realise you try your best, but you'll never understand what the work means to me, will you?" He towered over the doctor, his face rigid with anger.

"Of course I understand….."

"No! You understand ordinary people, John, because you are ordinary – boringly so! I've had enough, d'you hear? Enough of your pathetic needs and wants." He leaned very close to John's pale face and snarled "Frankly, I've had enough of you…" turning around Sherlock pulled on his coat and stormed out "…don't be here when I get back!"