A/N: Okay. So, this is my first cross-over. Let me know how it goes, okay? :) Also, I'm giving the Pokémon the power to talk. Oh! I don't normally write in third person point of view, so try to bear with me please. :)

P.S. This is the edited version. If you see any errors or something that you want me to change, PM me. :) I don't bite.

In the lonely lit room, Molly worked on a young boy's body. He had almost white hair and, according to the clipboard, light green-hazel eyes. To Molly, he couldn't have been older that 13 or 14 at most. She looked up and noticed that her Cubone was starting to tear up.

Quickly she grabbed a plush Eevee and gave it to the small Cubone saying, "Lookie! It's Eve! Do you want to play with her?"

With the paw that wasn't holding it's bone, Cubone silently took the Eevee doll and cuddled it close to her while holding the bone protectively in front of it. Sighing, happy that her Cubone wasn't going to cry, Molly started to work on the dead boy. After a few minutes of peace, Sherlock made a dramatic entrance with a calm Absol walking behind him.

"Molly, I need to see his upper forearms now," Sherlock said, walking to the other side of the body.

"Why?" She couldn't help but ask.

"Because… he may've tried to fight his murder," he said, bending over examining the boy's arms with his favorite magnifying glass.

"Uh… Sherlock?" Hysteria asked.

"Yes?" He answered, without looking up.

"I must insist that we leave… now," he pressed firmly.

"Relax, everything's fine."

"I really must insist that we leave."

"Fine," he said. "I got the information all that I need."

And without another word, as dramatic as ever, Sherlock and Hysteria left.

(Earlier that day)

John never liked getting up, at least never liked it after being sent back to London.

"G'morning, Guardian," John said, walking past his Gallade.

"Good morning, Master," Guardian answered, placing his fist over his heart.

"Guardian," John laughed lightly. "How many times do I have to ask you to call me 'John' not 'Master'?"

"It's alright, Guardian. Just try to remember to call me by name," John said warmly.

"Yes, John."

"You want some berries for breakfast?" John asked, limping to the fridge. Guardian hurried to help John get there.

"No, John. How long are we going to stay here?"

"I plan on asking someone to be my flat mate today."

"An old friend of mine might know someone who needs a flat mate."

"I hope your flat mate is going to be good," Guardian muttered.

A/N: There you go. My first cross-over chapter. What I tried to do was match a Pokemon to Sherlock, John, Molly, etc. I hope that I did really well with that. Please tell me what you think. :) Free virtual hugs for everyone. :D