The Set up HxW part5

       Holmes hand remained on my shoulder a bit longer before he moved slowly drawing his hand away. He picked up his violin and started slowly plucking away at it, as if trying to draw out a new fangled use for an old object. While I never quite cared for his own, shall we say, compositions; I found the sound he plucked form the instrument, haunting. It almost matched the general demeanor of the night.
   I knew from years of experience that one of the only ways to deal with Holmes when he was in such a black mood was to humor as you would a child. "There is a new opera in town, shall we go this friday?" He merely blinked at me as if I hadn't said a word. I decieded to change tactics. "You are right, Holmes, I do tend to do what is expected of me. However, as I recall it has saved many a life including your own."
     "Hmm..." Holmes stated still plucking away. I could see his mind was racing the insufferable drug magnifying the light speed genius with in, but at what cost. "Yes, but how many countless lives have been lost in your absence." Holmes was trying to play the guilt card. "I am but one man and things don't always tend to go right when I no longer have a trusted colleague to thoroughly rely."
I tried to interject then, deffend myself against these alligations, but he quickly cut me off.
   "It is my own fault I'm afraid, I am weaker then I had orignally percieved. I should have never became so codependant, I was so self sufficent in my youth..." He tossed his violin aside and rose walking to his desk leanding on it with his back towards me. "Yes that's all this is just another weakness, but I shall soon remedy this."
   "You are only human Holmes." I said, brow furrowed. His words worried me, I know had been out on fewer excursions with him, but .... "Is this really what all this is about, my having other duties and not being able to go out with you at the drop of a hat?" I heard him scoff at this but I continued he had to hear what I had to say. "You pretend to be this cold caluculating machine, the only consulting detective of your time, but as much as it may sicken you to hear this you are also creative and ripe with emotions." I rouse crossing the room to stand by him my voice raising. "As much as you might try to fight this; it is these moods of yours, that only I get to see, that really worries you. These little depressions occure because your strong hold has a crack and you need something to blame it on. So, you blame this!" I said grabbing the syringe from the morrocan case and throwing it at the wall with a satisfying crack as the glass broke.
    "I blame you!" He shouted back finally facing me.
    I was calm now, the adrenaline was still coursing through me, but I knew what had to be done. "If I have learned one thing from you, my dear Holmes, it is that you will do as you please." I put my hands on the sides of his face and kissed his forehead. "but I will never blame you." With that I left leaving Holmes standing there.