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© 2017, Francesca Wind/Drokness101
Chapter 1
The case
It was a basic afternoon in River Heights, the sun shining, the birds are singing, people are tapping away on their smartphones and the crime solving gang is altogether after finishing their latest mystery, celeabrating at the police station in the cafateria. However, one member of their group isn't as pleased...
Ned: "Nancy, could we talk alone?"
Nancy: "Sure, what's up Ned?"
Ned seeming to be a bit annyoned with her, for they are now 25 years old, have finished schooling. Ned and Nancy walked pass the group and headed towards the back exit in the alley way behind the police station.
Ned: "Nancy, you know I care deeply for you, right?"
Nancy: "Of course Ned, I care for you too."
Nancy picking up on his aggressive tone, giving a horrified feeling in her stomach, that something is about to happen...
Ned: "Nancy, its time for you to stop being a Detective and settle down here, in River Heights!"
Nancy: "wait, wHAT!?"
Ned: "you heard me, I can't be your boyfriend anymore Nancy. If your running around and about with other people and..."
Nancy: " OTHER PEOPLE!, Those are my clients Ned. You know I would never cheat on you."
Ned: " Listen, I know you wouldn't but what if you did?"
Nancy looking alarmed at Ned.
Nancy: "So what are you saying Ned?"
Feeling the pit in her stomach growing worse as she can sense the end is near.
Ned: "You have to choose, Me or your crime solving job"
Nancy: "That is unfair! If you ever cared for me in anyway you wouldn't be making me choose!" As tears drip down her lightly rosey cheeks.
Ned: "Am sorry Nancy, but I cannot wait forever and I finally hit my breaking point...sometimes I feel like we are too different, you love exploring outside River Heights and I love being here with..you; but am NOT your boy toy and I can't wait any longer. It's me or your job!"
Nancy: "I will not answer that! You can't do this to me, to US! and I never once thought of you as my boy toy." Her breathing is increasing as did her tears, hitting her beautiful sky blue solid lace top.
Ned: "Goodbye Nancy, we can always talk as friends but I can't be with you anymore...I can't just sit here and watch you die just like how your MOTHER DIED!"
Nancy: "Ned...wait! Ned!"
Ned leaving her in a fast pace to avoid anymore confrontation. Leaving our crime solving blonde, behind the police station alone and broken hearted.
At the same time, In London England. A 6'2" man at the age of 33 Years old, with raven black curly hair, and a slender strong built was standing in his apartment shooting bullets into his wall. Mrs. Hudson the land lady walked in with an annoyed look on her face as her tenant is creating new holes in the wall she had just barely replaced the other day.
Mrs. Hudson: "Sherlock! For God sake, STOP shooting the new wall! What am I going to do with you?"
As she said this, she started to pick up his dirty apartment.
Mrs. Hudson: "Sherlock, Where is John?"
Sherlock: "I don't know, perhaps he is with that annoying red headed nurse with the anxiety problem."
Mrs. Hudson: "What? I didn't know John has a new girlfriend? Maybe I should make some biscuits and set some tea on the stove, when they come over?"
Sherlock: "Don't bother, I had already sent her a text stating that John doesn't need some child, who blubbers on about her 2 cats (Minnie and sandy), and her inability to comprehend that nail biting is disgusting and unhealthy for anyone with anxiety problems."
As Sherlock showed Mrs. Hudson, that he has John's cell phone, the downstairs front door slammed in a heat of rage as someone rushed up the stairs. Mrs. Hudson sensing the rude awakening of what Sherlock has done. She preceded to leave the apartment as John burst through the door, with his face contorted with the most infuriated expression he could muster.
John: "HOW COULD YOU!"
Sherlock: "How couldn't I, She was an annoying thing."
John: "In my relationships', it isn't up to you who I get to sleep with and who is annoying! SHERLOCK!"
Sherlock: "Oh, please. You and I know she was a cat away from becoming the crazy cat lady down the street. I say, you should be thanking me."
John trying to muster any ounce of strength not to kill Sherlock and make it look like an accident, but just as he was thinking this Sherlock responded...
Sherlock: "you know you couldn't kill me, let alone plan the perfect crime"
Sherlock stating this as a matter of fact tone, John realized how right Sherlock was (even though he wouldn't admit it to him), he planted himself onto his chair. As Sherlock continued to reload his gun, so that he may finish what he started.
John: "So, I can see your still antsy about not having a case for sometime now."
Sherlock: "Am not ansty, ansty is the fact that you hid my cigarettes."
John: "My God, Sherlock. You're the one who told me too and to NEVER tell you where I hid them. You said you wanted to quit smoking."
Sherlock: "That was before this dreadful month of nothingness..."
Mrs. Hudson walked into the room with a confused expression and explains that Scotland Yard and Detective Lestrade has called about an odd case, Where a man callapsed in the middle of the street and died. The victim's wife refuses to answer any questions until a family friend from River Heights is on the scene. Sherlock jumping for joy, knowing his boredom has come to an end and he races for his jacket and scarf, with a hop and a skip.
Sherlock: "Come Waston, no time to lose. WE have a killer to catch!"
*Hoped you guys liked it so far, the more Rated R stuff will appear in the coming up chapters. I have to rated it, so readers maybe aware of, how far certain interactions will go. Anyways like me on Facebook and tweeter! Have a nice day.*
-Sincerely Francesca
