You're An Idiot, Sherlock Holmes (OC x Sherlock)

Lucky Cat

"How many murders is it going to take before you start believing this lunatic is out there?" I ask Dimmock, my patience wearing thin. He ignores me and walks past me. "A young woman was gunned down tonight," I add. "Three victims in three days. We need to do something. Actually, you need to do something, Sherlock and I already did our part." I turn to Sherlock. "Isn't that right?" 

"Bryan Lukis and Eddie Van Coon were working for a gang of international smugglers," Sherlock says calmly as Dimmock walks back to his desk. "A gang called the black Lotus operating in London right under your nose." I start pacing in a circle. 

"Can you prove that?" Dimmock asks. I stop pacing and Sherlock and I exchange glances. 

"Yes, we can," I answer, walking out of the building, knowing that he and Dimmock are right behind.

~

"What are you thinking," Sherlock asks behind Molly in the line. "Pork or the pasta?" 

"Oh! It's you," she says startled, turning around to face Sherlock with a giggle. "Hey, Jane." I stand on my tip toes to see Molly giving me a small wave behind Sherlock.

"Hey," I reply. 

"I'd stick with the pasta," Sherlock continues. "Don't want to be doing roast pork, not if you're slicing up cadavers." I raise an eyebrow at his word choice while Molly giggles some more. Oh, they were meant for each other. 

"What are you having?" she asks, trying to hide her blush. 

"I was thinking on the-" I start.

"Don't eat while I'm working, digestion slows me down," Sherlock answers, looking back at me with furrowed brows.

"So . . . you're working here tonight?" she asks, fidgeting with her clipboard. 

"Need to examine some bodies."

"Some?" 

"Eddie Van Coon and Brian Lukis," I answer, peering over Sherlock's shoulder again. 

"They're on my list," Molly affirms, looking down at her clipboard. 

"Could you wheel them out again for us?" Sherlock asks. 

"Their paperwork's already gone through." I lace my hands together and mouth Please to her from behind Sherlock's six-foot tall figure. 

"You changed your hair," Sherlock says suddenly, pointing to Molly's hair. 

"What?"

"The style, it's usually parted in the middle." 

"Yes, well-"

"No, it's good. Suits you better this way," he compliments. behind him, I lean to the side and give Molly two thumbs up with a big smile. She gives me a small grin, trying to contain her excitement and turns to the other way to move down the line.  

It felt like my pulse was ringing in my ears yet I didn't know why. Long night, I guess.

~

"We're just interested in the feet," Sherlock says as him, Dimmock, and I walk into the morgue.

"The feet?" Molly asks quizzically, already unzipping Lukis' bodybag to expose the face. 

"Yes, do you mind if we have a look at them."

We stand in front of Lukis' feet as we wait for Molly to unzip the lower part of the body bag. 

At the bottom of his right foot is the black Lotus tattoo that we saw on Soo Lin's foot. Sherlock smirks as I say, "Now Van Coon," with a coy smile.