John:
Mycroft! Where in bloody hell is Sherlock?!?!!
He's with me, helping with a case. - Mycroft
No I'm not! He tricked me into going to a ridiculously boring family gathering
with family that we don't even care for. -SH
John:
Bring. Him. Home. Now. We actually have a case.
OMW!! Bye Mycroft! -SH
No! Damn it John!! Now I'm here with family that I don't even like and can't
leave because I have no valid excuse!! - Mycroft
John:
Sorry Mycroft. A case is a case.
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" What is this case?" Sherlock says busting through the door.
" Murder on Riddle street, female, about 32 years old, red head. That's all Lestrade sent."
" Do you think this in any relation to the murders from the last few weeks with the mysterious toxin in the system causing the brain synapses to slow down then stop, then killing the person all within mmm... ten minutes"
"Only one way to find out." John says pushing away from the desk and grabbing his coat.
They exit 221b and hail a cab, ready to explore and solve this murder.
(Hey guys! So I'm really sorry that these sections are so so short. I just have a bad habit of carrying on, but they will be longer without rambling on. Just bear with me while I work with this.:) ~Cec)
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A case...
FanfictionWhat is this case? At least I'm out of this ridiculously boring family gathering thing...and I get to see Johns adorable little face. Hey guys so this is my first fanfic ever please leave nice comments and tell me how I am doing!! <3 ~~Cec
