"Why the bloody hell are you here Oliver?" John sighed, mentally face palming for even asking.
"Honestly, I'm not even sure." Olivia said, propping her chin on her hand.
"Well, I'm sure we'd all like to here what you have to say." Sherlock said sarcastically
"What a fantastic idea Sherly!" She rolled my eyes, " well, I was walking to Scotland Yard to talk your that Lestrade guy you guys are talking about, when I passed St.Barts."
Olivia started to close my eyes, entering my library, and noticed Sherlock had done the same.
"There was no one, literally no one in there. So I went and explored a bit, I headed to the back and BAM! This Bobby arrested me and told me I was a suspect of a crime."
Olivia opened my eyes to see that John was now with his eyes closed while Sherlock was staring at her intently.
"Well, I'm glad you're okay...." John said in a tired voice.
"Yeah, speaking about that......BYE!" Olivia yelled the last part and took off running.
"Oh not again...." Sherlock muttered as he actually face palmed while watching John starting to get worked up.
"OLIVIA!"
-/-\-
John arrived to the flat panting after chasing the surprisingly fast Olivia around London. She was standing in the middle of the corridor to her flat.
"Dear god Oliver, What are you doing?"
"Texting"
"What? Who? Why?....what?"
"Calm down Johny Boy, gosh. Remember when Sherlock deduced me about having pets. Yeah, so Mrs.Hudson didn't allow me to have pets here but know that I'm 'putting some sense' into you two boys."
"Okay...."
"AND! Not finished John. I'm texting my friends who is taking care of them and will become my new flat mate."
"Oh, ok..... But why in the middle of the corridor?"
She simply shrugged and walked away.
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"Hey, Veronica!"
"Um, sorry, who's this?"
"Crap, ok, Vero, you probably don't recognize me but, I need your help. If you go to your room, in the bedside table drawer, there's a photo album, please read it!"
"Oh, c'mon Oliver, did you seriously think that I would forget you? Besides, I'm getting better. Dr.H said so."
"Oh thank god V, I was worried." Olivia sighed.
There was a chuckle in the other end of the line.
"So what's up O?"
"I've got great news! My landlady, Mrs.Hudson allowed me to stay with Lumos and Waffle!"
"Oh, that's great....." Veronica said, with a slight sad tone.
"And, gosh what's up with people now a days? No need to be sad, because if you want to, you can be my flat mate!"
"Oh my gosh real?" Veronica's American accent shined through.
"Yeah, totes!" Olivia imitated her, "ok I'll call you back, I think my neighbor is shooting the walls."
The call disconnected with Veronicas the shrill yell of 'WHAT?'
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The Light In the End of the Tunnel {Sherlock Holmes}
FanfictionOlivia Parker, also known as Oliver is not your ordinary girl. She's a detective that was born into her own unbeatable case. While searching for clues, she finds herself wth her old friend John, and meets the no other that Sherlock Holmes Thank yo...