The Deducing Sweetheart [SHERLOCK BBC]

Part 1

"Watch over him,alright? Don't let him do any stupid thing"

"But why..?"

"Because you just have to"

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"Sherlock..!!"

As any other normal day, John Watson shouted the name of the one and only consulting detective, Sherlock Holmes.

"I just bought these milk!!"

"And I just used it for my experiment" he answered nonchalantly, his eyes were glued to the pieces of papers in his hands.

"You mean you just used all of the 5 cartons of milk that I just bought less than 3 hours ago!!" He continued to shout angrily. Sherlock lifted his head to meet his gaze. Still, with his nonchalance.

"Why with the red face,John? I'll give back your money"

"It's not about money!"

"Then what is it about?"

"Unbelievable!! You know what?! Fine. I'm done!"

John shot another murderous glare to him before exiting the room, slamming the door shut. Just as he about to walk down the stairs, the landlady greeted him, with a tray of tea set in her hands.

"What is it about,dear? Sherlock used your milk again?"

"All 5 cartons of it!!" He complained, glaring at the door. "You could always use mine,John. I wouldn't mind. Just, be patience. Sherlock... is just like that" she said.

He turned his head back towards her and returned a smile. "Thanks for your offer, Mrs Hudson. But I better be out now. For fresh air.."

"Oh, alright. Not wanting to waste your time" she smiled and stepped away from his way. But, just as he was about to walk away, the door swung open.

There, stood Sherlock, in his favourite black long coat, putting on his gloves. "Let's go,John. I have a rather important person to meet. Good day, Mrs Hudson" he nodded at the landlady and walked down the stairs. John Watson could only heaved a sigh before running down the stairs to catch up with the consulting detective.

"Who is this important person we will meet? Related to the case?" He asked, as soon as he entered the cab. "No, but she would be staying with us for quite awhile" he slides his hand in his coat,reaching for something. "Here. You haven't had any breakfast. We'll be having a really long journey"

John looked at the sandwich in his hand with a quite bewildered look. Sherlock handing him a sandwich? Is it real? That Sherlock cares for him??

He hesitantly took the sandwich and muttered a quiet 'thank you' before opening the transparent plastic wrapper. His mouth began munching on the sandwich while watching the view outside the cab, not knowing that he, was being watched silently by Sherlock Holmes from the corner of his eyes. A satisfied smile was carved on his face, seeing John enjoying the food HE made.

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"Two tickets to Taunton"

"We'll be going to Somerset?! It will take 2 hours to reach there!"

"Yes,John" Sherlock simply nodded at him. An exchange of the tickets and money was made between him and the worker. He then gave him one of the tickets and glanced at the digital board.

"Train leaves at 10:07. We got 15 minutes to go. Need anything?" He asked. John only shook his head at that question, since he did not need to go to the loo or any food as he already ate the sandwich Sherlock gave him. He got to admit, that sandwich was really good.