Sherlock: The Entitled

And The Game Continues

//////johns POV//////

Sherlock was glad to leave the hospital, he asked Lastrard for a case but he declined.

"When we get home we check the blog" he said hailing a cab.

"Remember when you didn't like that blog?" I said frowning

"I never said that, I just disagree how you wright it" he scoffed

I narrowed my eyes "Hmmph" I got into the car and we rode back home silently..

When we got back Mrs.Hudson had been waiting for us with her smile on her face, "Oh Sherlock, I was so worried about you" she said opening the door for us.

"I hope you didn't enter our flat" he said walking in and walked up the stairs.

"No I didn't" she waved her hand and windy back to her flat. I walked behind Sherlock, to be honest I was a little worried. The doctor gave me some sleeping pills for Sherlock, and sneaking those would be hard...very hard.

He sat down in the chair and looked through the blog trying to find a case that took some interest.

I watched as he mumbled 'no' over bad over again. "Nothing good?" I said sitting in my chair.

"All of them are boring" he said starring at the computer, he kept looking.

"Well, your kinda desperate aren't you?" I chuckled as he gave me an irritated look.

"Well this one is interesting" he pointed to a email that popped up, it read.

Sherlock, I am need of your help. My daughter has been talking to a man that she call Mr.Lawlet and I fear there is something wrong, I know children have there imaginations and all, but I want to make sure I fear he is stalking her. I can explain why I think is a fearful thing if you come and call me ~ *random phone number*

-Sally Briegens

"A child being stalked?" Sat back into his chair, and began to think.."I have heard something like this before...what WAS it?" He held his head as he tried to remember. He clenched his eyes and mumbled things..

"Sherlock, is there something's going on?" I said

"Oh...yes.." He said as he came to a realization.

"What?"

"1994 a boy names Thomas was kidnaped after the father reported he had been acting strange like talking to a man that the father never saw" he said, he typed I it the laptop and was researching..

"So a serial kidnapping?" I asked. I had always hated those cases, cause most likely the children were dead or tortured...

"Maybe, I am looking up any other things that have to do something similar to these"

"Alright, I will call her"

"Yes bring her in"

I called the woman as she answered in a surprised voice.

"H-hello?"

"Hello, this is John Watson"

"Oh, your replied to my email?!"

"Yes, Sherlock would like you to come in and discuss it with him"

"When?"

"Anytime very soon"

"Tomorrow good?"

"Perfect"

"Thank you very much!"

"It's what we do, don't think anything of it"

"Alright, I will be there"

"Goodbye"

"Goodbye"

I hung up the phone and smiled. "She sounded sweet" I said

"She sounded desperate John" Sherlock said as he was reading something on the laptop.

"Well, did you fine anything?"

"More than I needed" he said as he turned the laptop to me so I could read.

It was a web sight all about parents who thought there was an invisible kidnapper,

He went by many names.

Lawlet, berry, boogie, Xinker, Junavier, and Quincy.

"This is exactly what I needed!" Sherlock stood up fast and dances and walked around happily.

"Sherlock I recommend you don't do that anymore, this is about children, dancing might get you slapped or shot" I frowned.

"Don't act like myself I know the drill" he said sarcastically "honestly if they need my help that badly I should be able to act the way I am" he say down on the couch.

"Yes Sherlock, but if you WANT people too need your help you need to be polite" he frowned

"Boring" he laid down

"You hungry?"

"I guess" Sherlock said getup and putting in his coat.

"Then let's go"

>>>>at the food place<<<<<<

We ordered our food and are while Sherlock was being rude to the waitress.

"So how is the divorce?" Sherlock said

"What?! Who told you? Why would you know?" She said quietly and angered

"Well I know that as much as I know that you haven't bathed in 5 days" Sherlock crinkled his nose.

"I..I." She walked away.

"That was bloody awful" I said putting down the menu, I looked at him.

"Aww she will get over it"

"No I mean now you she is going to tamper with our food" I looked at her as she went to the kitchen.

Sherlock and I laughed when I got the phone call that turned the night to a nightmare.