Almost Wanted

Baskerville

I awoke a couple days later in Sherlock's bed. I yawned and sat up pulling my glasses off the nightstand. I stretched and walked into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. I turned to see Sherlock and John arguing. 

"Where did you put them?" Sherlock asked with a whine. 

"You are doing so good. You are not getting them." John replied without even looking up. 

"Sher, you don't need the smokes." You said with a shake of your head. He turned to glare at you before continuing to destroy the living room. 

"John, please, where did you put my emergency stash?" Sherlock complained. He had given up on looking for them. 

"I thought you could quit cold turkey." John said finally looking up fro his newspaper. 

"I am." Sherlock sneered before opening up his laptop frantically looking for a case. You took this as your opportunity to get dressed. You stepped back into the living room. 

"Bluebell. The luminous rabbit. Apparently walked out of the closed cage." Sherlock read. He looked rather annoyed. You smiled and admired him. 

"A luminous rabbit. How does a rabbit glow?" Sherlock muttered thinking no one could hear him. You snickered. A knock on the flat door drew all of your attentions. You smiled dropping a kiss on Sherlock's cheek before going to answer the door. 

"Hi-ii. My name i-i-is Henry Knight." The younger fellow stuttered out. He was petrified. Sherlock looked him over and sighed. 

"Haven't had your morning smoke yet. Please smoke." Sherlock practically begged. Henry handed you a disk and said it explained his case. You smiled and placed it in the player while he lit a smoke. You wrinkled you nose and turned to find Sherlock breathing in the smoke. 

"Sher." You started. He waved you off and looked plenty happy. You shook your head and stood behind his chair and hit play on the video. You all watched about ten minutes of it before Sherlock sighed and took the remote, clicking off the video. 

"Why are you here?" Sherlock sighed. 

"Well, if you continue to watch I was going to get there." Henry muttered. 

"I need to hear it in you own words." Sherlock said. He was watching Henry as Henry started telling us the story of his dad's death. 

"Boring." Sherlock muttered as he stood. 

"Mr. Holmes. I saw the prints in the moor last night. They were the prints of a giant hound." Henry said. He really needed help. Sherlock turned back and stared at Henry. 

"Say that again." Sherlock demanded. 

"Mr. Holmes. I saw the prints in the moor last night. They were the prints of a giant hound." Henry repeated. You were squinting at him trying to understand it. A hound. Why not a dog? why use the word hound? You met Sherlock's eye and nodded. We were taking this case. 

"Well Henry go back to Baskerville. We will be down later today. I just have to go rent a car." Sherlock explained pushing Henry out the door. 

"So you will take the case." Henry asked surprised. 

"Yes." Sherlock asked confused. You nodded and Henry ran down the stairs. 

"Why are we taking the case? I thought you said it was boring." John asked. 

"Hound. Who says hound?" Sherlock asked like it all made sense. John just nodded. 

"I will call Mycroft and get a car." You said pulling your phone out and dialing the number.