Chapter Two

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Recap

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Footsteps echoed through the house, a mans I'm guessing by the noise of it, though it sounded like he was being purposefully noisy... "Axel Woods?" Said a man with curly hair and light green eyes. I nodded slowly, "And you are?" He smirked slightly.

"Sherlock Holmes."

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"Am I meant to be impressed?" I raised my eyebrows at him as he settled into the chair opposite me. "You should be." We both calculated each other. He was a detective like me, had a partner who hadn't died but had... Moved on? This partner still helped him, he had just recently come from a case, he helped the police but was more of a free lance detective but there was something else... What was it? It was something different he was-he was- My eyes met his. Just like me.

I don't know how long we sat like that, just staring at each other. It's felt like minutes but hours at the same time. Eventually someone knocked at the door making us both jump.

"Come in." I shouted, not glancing away from him. "Hello again." I whispered.

"Hi." He said and we stayed silent for a second before bursting out into laughter. Amelia and another guy came in and they both stared at us weirdly. I realised how unprofessional I looked and sat up straight and flattened out my top. Amelia let out a shocked laugh.

"You were right." She said to the man next to her. I looked over confusedly at Sherlock who stared back at me with the same look. I then realised he had been doing exactly what I was doing. Amelia's friend started laughing to. I scowled and glanced over at him. Police officer like Amelia , detective inspector, helped Sherlock-no wait, helps, has a wife who is cheating on him and is worried about because he knows about it, probably because Sherlock told him, this must be the person who Amelia talked to me about earlier. Lestrade. "Hello Detective Inspector Lestrade." Sherlock nodded slightly obviously impressed. I turned to Mr Holmes and waited for him to calculate Amelia. His cool, green gaze scanned Amelia, slowly piecing together the puzzle. "Head Inspector Amelia Greenwood" I smirked at the two Inspectors gaping faces. Shouldn't they be used to this by now?

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A/N: This is my first Sherlock fanfiction sorry if it sucks. Please don't copy it I don't know how to do the copy right stuff. :/ Please vote and comment. Sorry it's short. I will update ASAP!!! :)

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