A/N: As of right now this is just a one off. However, I may be inspired to write more. Inspiration has struck.

"Hooper."

Hooper looked up from the body he was examining and rolled his eyes. "Holmes." He removed his gloves and moved to the front of the morgue with his arms crossed. "And what can I do for you now? Although keep in mind, without Lestrade here, I won't be cooperating so wholeheartedly."

"I wanted to see the husband."

"Why?"

When he didn't say anything, Hooper sighed and turned to lead Holmes over to the husband's body, pulling back the sheet.
"I don't know what the point is Holmes, we already know how he died."

Holmes had dropped his voice to no more than a whisper. "The point is that he is on the farthest side of the morgue. Anderson is in the store room?"

Hooper nodded, understanding what he wanted now. Pulling a small piece of paper out of his pocket, Hooper passed it over the body to Holmes. "Meant to give this to you earlier."

Holmes glanced at the paper before pocketing it. "I suppose I'll thank you Hooper." Holmes' voice now back to normal level but with a sardonic tone. "I'll be sure to relay on to Scotland Yard just how helpful you've been." Giving Hooper the tiniest of winks, Holmes spun around and was gone.

"What was that all about?" Anderson asked, poking his head into the morgue.

"Just Holmes being a pompous prick as usual." Hooper looked at Anderson with narrowed eyes. "Either get back to work, or go home!"

Holmes climbed out of the carriage, payed the driver and strode up the front steps of the residence to knock on the door.

"Holmes."

"Hooper."

Hooper stood aside to let Holmes through the open door before closing it behind him.

"Aren't the staff supposed to answer the door of a gentleman's rooms?" Holmes asked as he hung up his hat and coat.

"I've sent the staff home for the evening."

"Brilliant." With a wicked grin on his face, Holmes grabbed a handful of Hooper's waistcoat and pulled him forward, pressing their lips firmly together.

"Will you please take off that ridiculous mustache? I feel as though I'm courting Watson."