"The Incident in New Delhi"

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I woke up in my flat. I guess Molly had called Anderson or she got me here by herself.

I woke up to Anderson telling me that it was half three and I needed to get up for lunch.
I got up and showered. I didn't really know anything except that my hangover was a legendary one.

when I got dressed and walked into our kitchen he handed me a cup of water
"drink" he ordered. he did order me around quite a lot but I didn't mind. I did what he said and I started to feel better but still uncomfortable.

"Anderson? so why don't you and Sherlock not get along?" I asked.

"the incident in New Delhi." he looked so serious. "Sherlock and I were in New Delhi and there was a murder. I was working part time while in college and my forensics professor assigned me to the case. I was beyond excited it was my first case working. I had assisted before but never worked a case."
"okay. but why do you hate him?" I interrupted
"I had heard great things about a student in England named Sherlock Holmes and my professor had made some calls so I could work with him. he knew how much I had wanted to work with a genius. so Sherlock shows up to this case and I am eagerly waiting with my evidence. I remember reporting to him and he blew me off and said "get this student away from me. I need to work with professional people. unlike this insolent child." I obviously couldn't work there with him so I went back to my dorm. a few years later we ended up working together again and it was like he didn't care about how offended I was."
"and that's why you hate him? an incident that happens more than ten years ago?! give him a chance. Jesus Anderson"
"he doesn't work with people period Judith! it's that simple. okay?!"
"fine. sorry." I could feel my face turning red.
"I'm going back over to the lab to work with Molly on the case. have a nice day love. oh! and call your mum. she gets lonely." I shouted as I ran out the door. the worst thing is I didn't want to go to the lab. I wanted to go home. back to Ireland to see my mum and stepdad. my mum is sick so my brothers are visiting but Anderson thought I should stay for the holidays with him and his mum, just like every year, I want to go home. so I will. tonight. I'm leaving him and moving back to Ireland. he's so controlling.

"hey Molly it's me. I need a favor. can you run to my flat and get the blue suitcase out of the cupboard and bring it to the lab? I'm going back to Ireland for holiday to visit my mum and brothers."

"uh yea. can you not get it?"

"no. Anderson had no idea that I'm leaving."

"sure. I'll make sure Sherlock is alright with me leaving early."

"he will be. tell him it's for a friend."

"a friend? oh. uhm yes. I can bring it."

I met Molly just after dark. my flight isn't until half nine so I went to go work in the lab that way what I told Anderson wasn't a total lie.

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