Simply Unstoppable
Disclaimer : I do not own Sherlock OR The Mentalist
A/N: I've added commas, full-stops and captial letters and the correct grammar to the places where they were needed. Thank You to those who left me tips. And im glad you like the story so far. Just trying to get my story writing into practice :-D.
Sherlock paced around Detective Lestrades office as if he was a hungry lion looking for its next prey. The news that he had just heard shook him hard and he was trying to make sure that he hadn't misheared what Lestrade said. 'We have two Agents flying in from California, America. Its all to do with this murder and its somehow connected to a homocide out there'.
Sherlock wished it not to be true, but as he went through what Lestrade said he couldnt help but feel a a little dissapointed at the thought that some other Detective was creeping in on his crime solving. "Dammit!" he said to himself. His thoughts were distracted when his best freind Watson walked in to check on him "come on, im sure hes a pretty cool guy this American coming in from California. hey you never know you might get along with him" said Watson happily. Sherlock looked up and glared at Watson , causing Watson to back away slowly towards the door, hands raised. Even though Sherlock could be calm he did have a terrible temper on him, especailly if his brother Mycroft really pissed him off.
As Watson left the room Sherlock looked out the window that revealed the bustling, wet and windy city of London and hoped that he wasn't going to be working with some non- IQ'ed moron, for example, Anderson who worked on the forensics team.
AMERCAIN AIRLINES NON STOP FLIGHT FROM LOS ANGLES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT TO LONDON HEATHROW
Throughout the whole flight Patrick Jane could not stop fidgeting.
He hadnt been on a a plane that many times as he did not like the idea of flying too much. But this case was extremely important and Agent Lisbon needed Jane, as this was a Red John case they were dealing with, naturally if anything had to do with Red John he jumped at the oppotunity. Thinking about this made him smile a little but the fidgeting didnt stop. "Jane please can you stop fidgeting. its really begining to annoy me" hissed Agent Lisbon.
Partick smiled sweetly at her, as she smiled slightly while rasing her eyes , then turning back to the magazine she was reading. Since the plane left California, Jane couldnt help wondering who this detective was, supposedly the greatest Detective in england, the man known has Sherlock. To Jane, Sherlock sounded like a really snobby high class person and Jane did not like rich snobby people. In fact he detested them very much. 'Apperances can be decieveing' he thought. Janes pattern of thought was suddenly distracted by the captain announcing over the intercom that the plane was coming in to land and they should all have their seatbelts on. Agent Lisbon put down the magazine she was reading and fastened her seatbelt tight then elbowed Jane to put his seat belt on.
LONDON HEATHROW AIRPORT
Lestrade made his way towards Terminal 3. He was slightly nervous has he had no idea what the two American officers looked like so he was told to hold up a sign saying LISBON / JANE. 'I wonder if they are both femaile officers' thought Lestrade, smiling inwardly. He looked around wildly as a huge tsunami of american toursits came gushing through the terminal doors.
Lestrade raised his eyes to the ceiling and sighed heavily. 'Tourists' he thought to himself. Well they werent has bad as Japanese tourists. When they got off the plane with their big heavy cameras around their neck it was like a plane full of the paparazzi taking photos of anything. Lestarde remebered one time walking past Bourough market he saw a Japanese tourist taking a close up photo of a poor young man and the Japanese toursit yelling 'My first picture of Englishman!' . Lestrades arms began to ache from holding up the sign. Before he could be warned a very large woman, exiting from terminal 3, rolled her large black heavy suitcase over Lestardes foot. She did not turn round to apolagize, she simply carried on towards the airport cafe as if nothing happened at all
Lestrade was left there, hopping on one foot mumbling 'how much food does that f!&*ing suitcase contain?'
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Jane and Lisbon looked around them to try and find their sign that was supposed to be held up for them but neither of them could see through the commotion of the people. Looking around Jane noticed a man passing a sign to the man next to him to cradle his foot. 'poor bloke i wonder if thats our guy?' he thought. A quick flash of the sign immediatly caught Janes attention.
LISBON / JANE it was no mistake.
Jane poked Lisbon and pointed towards a man hopping on one foot and then at the sign. Lisbon looked at the man in disbelief "are you sure thats our guy?" she asked. Jane nodded . Lison took one look at him then the two began to make their way towards him.
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Lestrade didnt notice somebody making his way towards him until a curvy womanly shaped shadow loomed over him.
He looked up from his throbbing foot to notice a young woman staring at him and a blonde haired man smiling cheekily beside her. "Excuse me but are you Detective Lestrade?" she asked in a quiet but firm voice. "Yes i am. Are you Agent Lisbon?" questioned Lestrade. The woman shot out her hand for him to shake "Yes, Im Agent Lisbon CBI and this is Patrick Jane a consultant here with me" she answered pointing at the blonde haired man.
The blonde man took his hand and began to shake it quite firmly. Lestrade smiled before turning back to his throbbing foot. Jane moved in closer towards Lestrade. "Come on we better get out of here... Geez! its like english tourists coming into Los Angles airport" said Jane, smiling quite wickedly . Lestrade looked up to Jane and threw him a dirty look causing Jane to smile even more. Lestrade now knew what type of detective he was. 'Sherlock is going to have a field day with this one' he thought. Perking himself up he began to walk (more like a hobbled walk) , with Agent Lisbon and Patrick Jane following him closely behind . "Come on we'll take you back to the station. We have a monkey to" said Lestrade to Lisbon pointing at Jane. Lisbon snorted a laugh as Jane's smile dropped faster than a bomb