Doctor John Watson rubbed his eyes to try and clear his head. He had dark rings under his dark blue eyes, and his mousy hair was slightly dishevelled. Now that he had Sherlock had finally caught him, John wanted more than anything to go to sleep, but the police insisted they come to the station to give any more information they could. He looked at his friend who was gazing out the window of the taxi, his alabaster skin flickering in the orange glow of the streetlights. Rain hammered on the window, just what they needed after a long and tiring night.
"You told me it was a bloody holiday." John grumbled.
"I knew that if I told you why we were going you wouldn't come." The pale man answered without even looking at him.
"You didn't know that!"
Sherlock turned and fixed him with a cold star, his catlike eyes narrowing, until John gave in.
"Okay fine, I probably wouldn't, but that's beside the point!"
John had been informed that their trip to America was a holiday, a break from all the crime solving they had done in London. He really should have known better, because with Sherlock nothing is ever that simple. When they had arrived, Sherlock decided the time was right to inform him that they were going to Gotham. The city with the highest crime rate in America. And they were going to try and capture a madman by the name of the Joker. After many insane days and nights of racing through the city they had finally caught him, dangling upside down from a towering building and laughing manically, his greasy green hair plastered to his face and thick make up smudged.
"Technically you didn't even catch him." John noted.
Sherlock frowned slightly.
"So the Batman strung him up for us, big deal." He sniffed contemptuously.
Sherlock wasn't a big fan of Batman. He thought the whole package was 'over the top, attention seeking and needless'. He didn't see why he needed the Batmobile, the high tech gadgets or the ridiculous costume. Sherlock managed perfectly well without them, thanks very much. As for the husky voice... why? Did he think he sounded impressive and mysterious? He only succeeded in making himself sound like an idiot.
An idiot with a cold.
Arriving at the station, they went just outside the interrogation room. They were stood there with Commissioner Gordon for a couple of seconds before a fourth figure bounded in. It was a young woman, small for her age and very petite, with white blonde hair cascading down her back in little waves and pale skin, even paler than Sherlock's. She had big emerald eyes and a small mouth which was set in a smile revealing small even teeth. She was wearing a smart navy blue jacket and a black skirt with 20's heels and a white frilly shirt. Sherlock recognized her immediately.
"Commissioner Gordon! How's things?" she said with a defined English accent, flouncing over. She had the walk of a dancer; cheeky, confident and graceful with a little bounce in each step.
"Better with the Joker behind bars instead of causing havoc!" he said smiling at her. Gordon was usually a very serious man, but it was difficult to stay serious in the presence of Miny Wild. God only knew what effect she would have on the Joker.
"And this is...?" she asked, nodding at John and Sherlock with an elfish grin.
"I'm Sherlock Holmes. This is John Watson, colleague of mine." Sherlock offered his hand.
"Miny. Miny Wild. So, when can I see him?" she said, shaking hands with Sherlock and John.
"If I didn't know any better Miss Wild, I would say you were looking forward to this!" Gordon said incredulously.
"Damn right I am!" she exclaimed, literally jumping up and down like a child about to go on a rollercoaster. "He's going to be my biggest case, and the psycho's in this town are always so interesting. I've been following this case for ages, just waiting for you to call me in! Nothing beats a good serial killer who's quite obviously emotionally retarded!"
She spoke so fast it was hard to keep up with her, and she genuinely seemed really happy and eager.
"He'll be your patient?" Sherlock asked.
Miny grinned with an excited little giggle.
"Uh-huh. Going in!"