I'm not the mad one (BBC Sherlock)

Chapter 2: Diamonds aren't forever

"So...Why are you here exactly, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Do you mind turning your phone off first, I find it extremely annoying whenever someone gets a text while I'm talking" I immediately replied back. I kept my eyes on him and that's when I realised, he's John Watson, the one that Sherlock mentioned on his website. I've been meaning to check out John's blog but I haven't had the chance to yet. Cute, John's kinda cute too bad he's got a girlfriend, Shut.Up!!

I watched John as he took his phone out of his pocket and quickly turned it off, placing it back in his pocket. "My name is Emelia Jane I have a case that I thought might peak your interest," I grabbed a beige file out of my black messenger bag, "this case is a murder case well at least that is what I classify it as but the police are convinced that it's a suicide and wouldn't look further into it so I took a few matters into my own hands before the scene was cleared and evidence bagged up, anyway what I had found is that there was a stolen diamond-" and before I could even continue I was rudely cut off by Mr. Holmes who finally decided to actually say something

"Boring, a stolen diamond does not interest me," Sherlock stood up from his seat and walked to the door, holding it open. "Leave" he commanded as he gestured me to the leave the room.

"But you haven't let me finished yet" I said with a slight hint of annoyance in my tone.

"Now would be a good time" he said, looking at me and I looked back at him and at John slightly then quickly back to him.

"Just listen to the rest of what I have to say!" I quickly grabbed the engagement ring out of the file, "the diamond was from this ring! The victim's ring! It never would of fallen off because they're tightly wedged in there and the owner of the ring takes a lot of care with it so if they ever had spotted a missing diamond they would go get it repaired! The victim was happily in a relationship well she never knew that her fiancé was actually cheating on her, anyway when I had checked her body there was no wounds, no possible ways of them to of been killed so the police classed it as suicide but it wasn't," I watched Sherlock as he slowly walked back to his seat, placing his hands in front of his mouth in a steeple position, almost like he was telling me to continue, "I found mud splatters on the floor boards where the victim's body was, they had been there longer than the body but it didn't belong to the fiancé since he had never been home that day since he was at the woman's house who he was cheating on the victim with, it had to of been someone elses since when I checked the victim there was absolutely no sign of mud on her. The door had no signs of forced entry and when I asked the neighbours if they saw anyone apart from the victim go into the house they all said no except one person, they said they saw someone knock on the door and they were soon let in, they described the man as tall, strong and a plumber" I explained to them everything that I had found out but well really I never found it out after all my job was to present them a case to..Distract them and this case was just something I brought from a previous job which we will not discuss but I assure you that this case did happen.

"But why come to him? I mean why not tell the police about what you found?" I turned my head to John at his sudden question.

"Yes," Sherlock leaned back in his seat, his fingers still in a steeple position in front of his mouth, "why come to me?" Sherlock asked, still looking at me, it was almost like he was trying to deduce me but I bet he already knows something about me.

I sighed and placed the palm of my hands on my legs as I looked down at the floor "because I still don't know who the killer is and I don't have any clear evidence that proves she was murdered since there was no sign of a weapon or a wound on her body," I looked up at them both. "I need your help, I don't think it's right for a murderer to be walking around freely ready to kill his or her next victim" I told them my happy and cheery smile no longer covering my face, just eyes that were pleading for help "the body is still in the morgue, it was only there yesterday and the house is no longer in use either. Please help me prove that I'm right" I added.

"We'll do it" was what Sherlock's immediate reply was. I smiled and said a small thank.

"Really?"John asked Sherlock, looking at him and Sherlock looked back at him with a slightly confused face "I thought just a moment ago that you didn't want to do it? What made you change your mind all of a sudden?"

"What can't I be nice?"Sherlock asked

"Urm...No, I don't think so"

"Fine, the fact that there was no wounds shows that it wasn't suicide, because there would of been signs of depression before going that far besides if they did commit suicide," he leaned forward, "what was the reason for them to commit suicide? Of course if they found out that their fiancé was cheating on her then she would of probably broke off the engagement and got rid of the ring. Plus the fact there was no wounds makes it more interesting plus the murderer made a mistake by taking one of the diamonds on the ring so find the diamond and you'll find the killer but yet what I want to know is why take a single diamond and not the rest?" He asked, at first I thought he was being rhetorical but then I figured he could be trying to get a second opinion.

"Maybe because they want to get caught or maybe to throw off the police into thinking it was a suicide by the ring not meaning anything of importance" I replied before John could even open his mouth to say the first thing that came to his mind

"Exactly!"Sherlock exclaimed as he jumped up from his seat and grabbed his coat and blue scarf, putting both of them on and lifted the collar of his coat up. "Come on we've got someone to visit."

I watched him as John also stood up from his seat and caught his coat which was thrown at him by Sherlock. "Well are you coming or not?" Sherlock asked, looking at me slightly

"Me?"I asked back, pretending to be confused

"Yes you, now if you want to prove yourself useful and not do anything for the rest of the day then I suggest you come with us" he replied as he walked out of the doorway, going down the stairs.

I looked up at John as I stood up and pointed at where Sherlock went "does he always do that?"I asked John

"Unfortunately, yes he does," he followed in the direction of where Sherlock went with me following behind him. "But you'll get used to it" we stood outside to see that Sherlock had already hailed a cab

"Took you long enough," Sherlock opened the door letting John get in then me and then him, slamming the door shut slightly, "St Bartholomew hospital" Sherlock said to the cab driver and laid back in the seat as we started moving.

"I read about what you do, on your blog," I could feel him look at me slightly as I said this even though I wasn't looking at him but focusing on the window in the ffont, "that you can deduce almost anything about someone in a short amount of time and I know you've already deduced something about me once you saw me so tell me what you've found out"I said still not bothering to look at him the slightest.

"I'm not sure you-"I stopped John before he could continue, shushing him to let Sherlock speak.

"Well what I've found out about you so far is that you are what I would say smarter than the average human being, you're hiding something under those sleeves of yours, you also are originally from Dublin, Ireland and recently moved to London...Nine months ago and that your family is still living back home in Dublin and you had a disagreement with them so you moved away to here, you didn't get any sleep last night but your not tired and lastly, your knowledge on crime and forensics shows that you don't do this as a job but just as a hobby" he explained but didn't say anything about as to how he knew any of this. I could feel his eyes look away from me and probably at the window instead, "did I miss or get anything wrong?" He asked me.

I smiled slightly and shook my head "nope" I said, popping the p. Smart, he's very smart but not entirely correct, he's also very sexy, I think we should go after him instead of John. No! Now shut up!

I clenched my fist tightly, trying to resist the urge to punch myself and slowly looked down, gritting my teeth and just tried to wait patiently for us to arrive at Saint Bartholomew hospital and get this over and done with so my brain will leave me alone and I can finally relax.

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Well that's a wrap everybody! Finally chapter 2 is done and hopefully I'll finish chapter 3 shortly, depending when I write it.

Anyway I hope you enjoyed the chapter and till next time, goodbye =^.^=