The next two days passed much too quickly. John and Sherlock were inseparable. Then the dreaded day came.

"John!"

"Yes, Father?"

"The car's fixed. It'll be here in a couple hours. Get your things together."

Sherlock sat in his crow's nest, pouting. John was packing. He was going to leave.

"Sherlock? Please stop sulking. I have to leave in a couple of hours, and I want to spend time with you."

The pirate captain spent a couple more minutes protesting, but eventually he came down. "Fine. What do you want to do?"

"I want to...talk. Just talk."

So they went down to the hold and cuddled next to each other on the pillows.

"John, where were you going? When the snowstorm came?"

"We were going to our new house. We moved recently."

"Oh." Sherlock played with the hem of John's jumper for a second. "Do you have a lot of friends?"

"Yeah, I guess. Why?"

"I was just wondering if...you'd forget about me."

John wrapped his arms tightly around the younger boy. "Never," he whispered. "Never ever."

The Watsons left that afternoon. Sherlock waved from the porch as they drove off, then ran to his room and sulked there for the rest of the day. Mycroft was busy saying goodbye to Greg and left him alone.

Eventually, Sherlock found an experiment to distract him. Then another and another until Christmas break was over. (Of course he got everything he wanted for Christmas, and his parents returned on Boxing Day).

Then it was back to school. He pouted all morning, but My still drove him.

Sherlock was walking though the front doors when James caught up to him. James Moriarty was his sometimes-friend, and seemed to know everything about everybody. "Sher! Guess what."

"What?" Holmes sighed, shifting his bag around. He really had no interest in people.

"Sebastian said he has a new neighbor, who's also a student in his class. But you want to know the really interesting part?"

"Sure."

"He was talking about you." James smiled a sly grin. "Do you want to know his name?" Impatiently, Sherlock nodded. "His name is John Wats-hey, where are you going?"

Sherlock was too busy rushing down the hall to answer.

AN: Sorry about the delay. But it's done! I hope you guys enjoyed this.