Not Everyone Needs A Title

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Sherlock knew she was there. Saw her hesitate. When she did knock he ran down the stairs to open it himself. When he did Lyndsi didn't hesitate to throw her arms around his neck. He hugged back not sure what else to do.

"I forgive you, Sherlock Holmes." She says happily

"What's with the sudden change of heart?" He asks warily

"Because dummy, you saved me." She says simply

Sherlock smiles at her happily. He hadn't ruined everything. Jim would probably not be happy. But be didn't care. He had his Lyndsi back.

"I missed you. I'm so incredibly sorry." He says quickly

"I suppose were even now." She says staring off into space

"What for?" Sherlock asks confused

"I left you in a closet then locked you in a lab for 3 hours."

Sherlock laughs recalling the memory He brings her inside and they talk.

"I know I probably over reacted. I'm sorry" she says

"No. I colossally screwed up."

"Yea you did. Hows John doing?"

"What do you mean?" He asks confused again

"You said you didn't have friends. How'd you fix that one?"

"That was you playing a violin then" he says. Anyone else he'd have been angry but she was angry still when she did that.

"It's fine now. I told him plural. I only have the one. Well, now two."

"Smooth. You know what we should do right now?" She asks

"No. What?"

"I should go get in trouble, you follow, and then you get me out of trouble."

"Just like old times." He laughs and nods in agreement

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Lyndsi silently walks up behind Sally Donovan. They had set her up. She talked to Sherlock earlier resulting in the name freak being called. It pissed her off. Which was the goal, she cleared her throat causing Sally to turn and face her.

"What do you want?" She sneers

Lyndsi leans in real close to whisper in her ear

"Rule #1. Don't piss me off."

Sally turns and runs away in fear. Lyndsi easily chases her, Sherlock in tow. After Lyndsi chases her for about 3 minutes she speeds up and grabs Sally.

"Whose the one being hurt now?"

"Get off me you freak!"

"What part of don't break the rules do you not understand?" Lyndsi says as she corners Sally

"You're crazy!" She yells

"Well I mean... yea. I thought that was obvious by now"

Kill her
No don't do that. You're just scaring her for fun
Kill her. She's only trouble
Let her go now. Don't do anything stupid
Sherlock did a stupid
This isn't about Sherlock. Let her go

"Shut up." Lyndsi mumbles

"Please let me go. I won't say anything, I'll stop talking to Sherlock" she cries out

Sherlock, being an idiot, finally realizes something is off and rushes to the wemon. Lyndsi has her eyes closed but Sally is too afraid to move. Sherlock gently places a hand on her shoulder and pulls her away from the frightened Sally. He nods for her to get out. She runs away all but screaming.

Sherlock knows she's getting serious trouble. She turns to him with a scared look. She just goes around him and wrapped her arms around his torso. He puts his arms over her shoulders. He's definitely gotten taller.

"I'm mad, Sherlock. They won't stop telling me what to do."

"Who? Who's telling you what to do?"

"The voices Sherlock. The voices won't stop. They were never this bad." She whimpers

"Hey now, well get through this. We always do." He whispers to her.

They simply stand there, Lyndsi shaking slightly, until they hear the sirens. Sally stays far away from her while Lestrade looks to Sherlock and Anderson makes the arrest. He's not at all gentle. Lyndsi sits in the back with her head downcast and her hands still in cuffs behind her back.

"What the hell happened?"

"Lyndsi had a fit. She said the voices wouldn't leave her alone. She needs professional help."

"I'll do what I can but, you should really consider talking to your brother.

Sherlock nods and follows Lestrade back to the Yard so be can speak with Lyndsi. She seems fine when he gets to her in the interrogation room.

"Remember that one Sherlock?" She points to a long scar across the bottom her palm.

"Of course."

"That was the day I stopped wanting everything to end. You really saved me Sherlock. I wanted to kill myself before that. I hated being the girl everybody hated, the punching bag of the school. If it weren't for you I wouldn't be here." She says quietly. She'd never ever told anyone that before. Not even Jim.

"Well I'm so happy we met when we did. But don't worry Lyndsi. Because you saved me too"