We made it back to the station after an hour or two. I sat down in a chair outside the interrogation room and Sherlock paced next to me. Lestrade and Donovan were in there now with Claudette and a social worker, the brother was still in the ICU.
The door opened and Donovan strutted out.
"Right then, the professionals are finished if the amateurs want to go in and have their turn." Donovan said rudely to Sherlock.
"Now, remember that she's in shock and she's just seven years old so... Anything you can do to–" Lestrade began before Sherlock spoke.
"Not be myself." Sherlock finished.
"Yeah." Lestrade said. "Might be helpful."
Sherlock turned his coat collar down and walked into the room in front of me.
"Claudette, I–" Sherlock said before she started to scream. "No, no, I know it's been hard for you, Claudette. Listen to me."
She kept screaming and pointing to Sherlock, and he didn't understand why.
"Out! Now!" You dragged Sherlock out of the room, not wanting to cause anymore pain to Claudette.
"Makes no sense." John said.
"Kids traumatized. Something about Sherlock reminds her of the kidnapper." Lestrade said. Oh, Moriarty was good, getting him to look like Sherlock.
Sherlock was standing at the window, looking out into the night.
"Well, don't let it get to you, I always feel like screaming when you walk into a room. In fact, so do most people. Come on." Lestrade said with a smile, telling Sherlock it was time to go home, work's done.
"Brilliant work you did, finding those kids from just a footprint. It's really amazing." Donovan said, surprisingly cheerfully.
"Thank you." Sherlock said quietly, walking from the room.
"Unbelievable." Donovan said, her demeanor shifted.
Sherlock and John went home, I still had some work to do. I was walking down the hall with Lestrade, when we both stopped and noticed Sally in the room with all the evidence. We both walked towards the open doors.
"Problem?" Lestrade asked.
"A footprint that's all he has." Sally said.
"Yeah, well, you know what he's like, CSI Baker Street." Lestrade said.
"Well our boys couldn't have done it. Adelaide couldn't even have done it, and even though it pains me to admit it, she's the best one here." She said.
"Well he is a graduate chemist. That's why we need him, he's better." I said.
"That's one explanation." She said, looking off.
"What's the other?" I asked rudely.
"Only he could have found that evidence. And then the girl screams her head off when she sees him, a man she has never seen before. Unless she had seen him before." Donovan argued.
"It can't be him Sally, you're not serious?" I asked her.
"I am serious, you just don't want to think about." She said.
"This is crazy." I said, shaking my head.
I now stood in Greg's office with Donovan and Anderson.
"You're not seriously suggesting he's involved are you?" Greg asked.
"I think we have to entertain the possibility." Anderson said.
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Hello Detective
FanfictionFrom desk worker detective to Sergeant at Scotland Yard, Adelaide Gregson has come a long way from her days in Manhattan. When one consulting detective catches her eye, things get complicated. When a case now means life or death, will sentiment prov...