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For John Watson
[Sherlock is still finding pieces of the melted laptop in the carpet.
It had actually been quite an ingenious booby trap to be devised by a fourteen year old boy with only household chemicals to work with but, as Sherlock surmised, rather overkill to keep his mother from finding his extensive porn collection. Not one of their more illustrious cases, but it had been quite entertaining to watch both the boy and mother's faces as he revealed that he did know the how and why. He lost interest after the mother started shouting and John started shouting and the whole thing turned tedious.
He rather thinks John won't actually be doing a full write-up of this one on his blog.
It's been two days since their last case and he's beginning to get more than a little antsy. Lestrade has sent him nothing, just a boring hit and run that he refused to even leave the flat for, and nobody interesting has appeared through the blog. Said blog he is currently scrolling through on John's laptop, having borrowed it again.
He did ask, it's not his fault John hadn't been in the room at the time.]
Bored, John.
[He doesn't even know if his flatmate is even in, but that's hardly a necessity for him to actually speak to John. Frustrated, he throws the laptop across the room to hit the wall, where it summarily breaks. Which is where he can be found whenever John appears, sulking amidst pieces of laptop, both from the melted one of their last case and John's poor broken one.]
It had actually been quite an ingenious booby trap to be devised by a fourteen year old boy with only household chemicals to work with but, as Sherlock surmised, rather overkill to keep his mother from finding his extensive porn collection. Not one of their more illustrious cases, but it had been quite entertaining to watch both the boy and mother's faces as he revealed that he did know the how and why. He lost interest after the mother started shouting and John started shouting and the whole thing turned tedious.
He rather thinks John won't actually be doing a full write-up of this one on his blog.
It's been two days since their last case and he's beginning to get more than a little antsy. Lestrade has sent him nothing, just a boring hit and run that he refused to even leave the flat for, and nobody interesting has appeared through the blog. Said blog he is currently scrolling through on John's laptop, having borrowed it again.
He did ask, it's not his fault John hadn't been in the room at the time.]
Bored, John.
[He doesn't even know if his flatmate is even in, but that's hardly a necessity for him to actually speak to John. Frustrated, he throws the laptop across the room to hit the wall, where it summarily breaks. Which is where he can be found whenever John appears, sulking amidst pieces of laptop, both from the melted one of their last case and John's poor broken one.]
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[Because he really can't imagine what else the man is looking after for this case.]
Maybe he found where Jim's stashed her? Or where she's scarpered now Jim's been captured.
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[She didn't think Sherlock knew any children, not even taking into account how late at night it was.]
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[He likes Sherlock... most of the time. But John's well aware the mans ability to deal with adults is subpar, let alone children.]
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That'll be sixteen fifty.
[Molly glances sideways at John.]
Didn't Sherlock say he'd be out here to pay?
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[He dials Sherlock's number.]
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John will be able to hear the phone ringing, both from his end and from just around the corner as Sherlock jogs into view with a small boy resting on his hip. The boy is half asleep with his head lolling on Sherlock's shoulder.]
Alright, I'm here. Wallet's in my back pocket, you can get it.
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Sherlock, who does that kid belong to?
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Caroline Matthews. I borrowed him from his foster home.
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[John takes the card back from the cabbie and the man, perhaps wisely, drives away. The doctor stares at the little boy.]
Sherlock, we are putting him back. Now.
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[He just turns and starts to walk up the street again, confident that the two others will follow.]
He's been very helpful so far, and nobody will miss him.
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Sherlock turns into a grubby front door that leads up some steps to a dingy little flat.]
Borrowed this place from one of my associates, there's tea in the cupboard.
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[Christ, Sherlock. John's glad he's pulled himself together enough to be appalled by all of this.
John will let Molly go first, then follow her inside, shutting and locking the door behind them.]
This is a really bad idea. Are you trying to lure Caroline out with him? He's just a kid, Sherlock. We shouldn't be using him like some sort of pawn.
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[Sherlock shoots a wryly amused look over his shoulder and goes to put the boy down on the only real armchair in the place.]
Besides, I asked his permission, he's happy to help.
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[John trails off, frowning hard at the other man. He tries to keep his voice low for the sleeping boy.]
Sherlock, what is this? How is he helping?
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[He glances down at the boy, smile at his lips.]
People lose all rationality when sentiment is involved, it's so predictable, and it'll work in our favour.
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Molly, I'll make tea if you want to sit down.
[He sighs, defeated, and heads for the kitchen. Maybe this will be over soon. If they can end this before the next letter of the alphabet, all the better. It still doesn't feel right doing it like this, though.]
How's Caroline meant to find us once she sees he's missing?
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[He follows John to the kitchen, the discussion with him more interesting than Molly or the sleeping boy.]
When she arrives you and I can jump her, restrain her, and deliver her to justice rather neatly.
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You should've told me that's what we were planning to do. I wouldn't've brought Molly!
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[He frowns over at John.]
This isn't some ridiculously outdated sense of 'chivalry', is it?
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Her arm's broken. And she was just kidnapped and traumatized by a bloke who was supposed to be her boyfriend.
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[It's so because she's a woman, and he wants John to admit it.]
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I'm a soldier who went to war and you're some bloke who runs around and nearly gets killed weekly. This isn't exactly her line of work.
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[He's not dropping this now.]
Were you this patronising about the women in your unit?
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[He's being a bit rougher with the tea than it really deserves at this point, putting mugs down with more force than absolutely necessary.]
Molly's a competent lab tech and partner for interrogation, maybe even stakeouts. She's not trained for fighting. Certainly not with someone who's got a gun.
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Agh! I thought I responded to this ages ago. Sorry!!!
Don't worry about it!
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