Sherlock whipped on th coat and opened the window, he climbed out to the ledge.
Who wants to do a one on one with me? {CLOSED} {Stalkers welcome it's Johnlock}
John stood in the lobby of the hospital clutching a coffee for warmth when he saw Sherlock climbing down the edge of the building.
“My god. Bloody idiot.” He ran after him
"John! Thanks for the coat!" Sherlock yelled.
He continued to descend, and when he got to the bottom he waved for a taxi.
“You’re a bloody idiot!” John yelled back.
"Come on!" Sherlock yelled.
John ran over to Sherlock, “I knew I should never leave you alone.”
"We have a case to solve, soldier!"
“Think of anything useful?”
He hopped in the cab, and back to Baker Street they went.
"Absolutely not!"Sherlock said.
(For whatever reason it posted those in.the wrong order, Sorry!)
(All g)
When in the flat John immediately began research on the victim of Moriarty’s murder.
Sherlock started to look up Moriarty. He kept on working on the case, how would it trace back?
“Sherlock, turns out the victim works was a body guard for The Queen.”
"Right, I'm going to take another look at the crime scene, John, keep researching."
"Wait, what?!"
"Repeat that?"
“The victim, Cameron Lefton was a body guard to the Queen.”
"Wait, wait, again?"
“Cameron Lefton was a body guard for Her majesty, The Queen of England.”
"Repeat that. Bodyguard? Are you joking?"
"I need to visit my mind.palace."
John flailed his arms in the air but didn’t say anything and let Sherlock think.
"Lefton, I've heard that somewhere else before….. Moriarty!" Sherlock concluded, after a full five minutes of mind palace. "He was with the Queen when we had that case with The Woman. Remember, with Mycroft? She was outside talking to him, and she briefly mentioned Moriarty! Her bodyguard, not my brother."
“Oh, wow okay then.”
(I’ve actually gotta go now, I might be on in an hour but I don’t know)
"We need to go to the tube! No time to waste, the train will leave soon."
(I’ve actually gotta go now, I might be on in an hour but I don’t know)
(Okay)
(Your Jawn is back!)
John pulled his coat again and watched as Sherlock did the same.