Deduction of the Heart

A Study In Pink part 1

Chapter 2: A Study In Pink Part 1

Serenity groaned at the sound of her alarm clock going off, the moment she turned it off, her phone went off. She tried to ignore it, but it kept going off every 60 seconds. She knew who it was. Serenity picked up the phone seeing the missed messages.

'Meet me at Bart's if convenient...-SH'

'If inconvenient, come anyway...-SH'

'Get out of bed we have work to do...-SH'

'No one told you to go out and get drunk with your friends until the early hours of the morning... Drink some black coffee, take some aspirin, clean yourself up and meet me at Bart's...-SH'

'To show my "kindness" I'll give you an hour to get there....-SH'

Serenity decided not to keep her task master waiting much longer. She got out of bed, showered, made some coffee, took two pills, got dressed and was out the door. She hailed a cab to St. Bartholomew Hospital, where she was to meet Sherlock. She went to the research lab that he made great use of, but she heard voices she did not recognize. They were both male and they were talking to Sherlock about his flat. Serenity walked in and saw the two men talking, one was a large man in his 30s wearing a suit. The other was a more casual man with a cane. He looked like he had seen a lot of terrible things, and been through hell.

Sherlock finally looked up from his work to notice Serenity and immediately checking his watch.

"You're late..." He said to her.

"Traffic..." She told him.

"Serenity this is Dr. John Watson... He's interested in being my flatmate..." Sherlock told her.

"This is my assistant..."

"Serenity Heartnet... It's nice to meet you Dr. Watson..." She shook his hand.

"Please call me John..." He said shyly. Serenity nodded placing a small bag next to Sherlock.

"Those samples you asked for..." She mumbled, taking a seat across from him. After a few moments of chatter between Sherlock and John that Serenity wasn't listening to because she was still waking up. But soon Sherlock got up putting on his coat and Serenity quickly followed.

"The name is Sherlock Holmes and the address is 221B Baker Street," he smiled and winked at John before leaving with Serenity.

"Alright you can go home and finish sleeping off that hangover of yours..."

"Seriously.... All you wanted was to drag me out just give you the samples..." She stated rather annoyed.

"That and the fact that you aren't very useful in this state..." Sherlock told her as he hailed a cab for them.

"You are an ass..." She told him.

"Would one such ass let you share a cab with him?" He asked as he opened the door for her. Serenity's head hurt too much to argue as she got in. She rubbed her temples as they rode silently to her flat.

"I hate you sometimes you know that?" She asked as her head as killing her.

"Yes I do... I also know that it isn't hate... But annoyance..." He smirked at her. Serenity rolled her eyes as they pulled up to her flat.

"Meet me at my place first chance you get...." He tells her.

"Yeah yeah..." She says as she goes inside and crashed on her bed, sleeping until 4:30 the next morning.

Serenity was fully rested as she felt 20 times better. She made herself a good breakfast, took a long bath and even had time to straighten her hair. She dressed in black leggings, a large jumper that was two her knees, combat boots and one of her knitted beanies. She even managed to put on some form of makeup before catching a cab to Sherlock's.

Mrs. Hudson let her in, and she heard voices upstairs. One was Sherlock and the other... John? He must've considered coming to be Sherlock's new flatmate.

'God help him...' Serenity said to herself as she opened the door.

"Ah Serenity glad you could've made it..." Sherlock stated rather plainly.

"Sure thing..." She said, smiling at John.

"No more hang over?" Sherlock asked.

"No I'm fine..." She said, already getting annoyed.

"Good because I will be needed you're psychology skills..." He said to her.

"Are finally considering a therapist?" She asked jokingly, well half jokingly.

"No... Nice try..." He grinned.

"How do you explain very happy people just killing themselves via poison?"

"Hmm... Either they were putting on a front or they were forced to..." Serenity concluded.

"Good..." He said as he looked at his notes. Then in that instance inspector Lestrade walks in.

"Well one of those apparent suicides... We got another one..." Lestade said.

"Alright... You won't come here unless it was interesting..." Sherlock said rather plainly.

"You know how they didn't leave a note... This one did." He said to them. That got the consulting detective's attention. It wasn't too long before the four of them to be off.