She arrived with the slam! Of the door and the sound of female feet running up the stairs in converse. She slowly opened the door to 221 B Baker St. and stared at them. Sherlock stopped playing his violin and sat there where as John looked up.
"What do you want?" asked Sherlock, still not looking at her.
"Sherlock, please. I need your help more than I need anyone else right now. Be attentive and don't say I'm boring you," said the woman. John studied this woman who seemed to know exactly what Sherlock would normally say. She was shorter than Sherlock but taller than John, probably around 5' 7". Her hair was brown, in a way that made it seem that Sherlock was dark chocolate and she was milk chocolate, her skin was pale but not white and she had these brilliant eyes. Not brilliant like Sherlock's glasz eyes but brilliant like the chocolate brown made her look caring and sweet, but sarcastic and funny at the same time. And even when she was very happy she would always have a glint of fear in her eyes.
"Speak, but Clara, do please at least try to be interesting," said Sherlock, his eyes pleading that she had good news, her eyes saying no, she didn't.
"It's The Doctor, he's disappeared. I was pretending to be asleep so he would carry me to my room in the T.A.R.D.I.S. , you know the one that Idris personalized for me." she paused and blushed, realizing she had given away her crush on The Doctor, "He kissed me on the head and told me that he knew I was awake. Then, he soniced my door so that only he and I could get in and out. When I woke up, the T.A.R.D.I.S. had me locked in and when I finally got out, He was gone," she finished her story which sounded very outlandish to John. Sherlock looked serious, he put his hands on her shoulders and leaned down to her height, his eyes reflecting on hers.
"You have told River, Dean and Sam are looking for him," it wasn't a question, it was a statement. Clara nodded and John interrupted.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" he asked. Clara seemed shocked at his presence.
"Oh, Clara Oswin Oswald, Sherlock and I met at a conference between him and The Doctor."
"Okay, who is The Doctor?" This time, Sherlock and Clara answered simultaneously.
"We'll explain in the cab."
