Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock... or the mental hospitals.
A/n: So I made this up a couple of nights ago...
Watson's POV (cuz you don't want to know what is going on inside my head.)
It was the end of the day after Sherlock and I were finish with a long list of cases. Sherlock practically was bored when a 21 year old girl (according to Sherlock 24) Runs in and sits down
"Your Watson" she says to me the looks to Sherlock" And Sherlock Holmes? Right? Please Tell me I'm correct."
Sherlock as usual was scanning her "Yes move along"
"well you see I need some- well Place to say, The other 35 places Got rid of me in 2 weeks"
"what places" I ask.
"Oh you know mental hospitals, If you ever go I would Prefer the one downtown Cardiff They Have a Nice room and board and a pterodactyl (A/N: yes it was torchwood)"
"how do you get to these?" sherlock questioned.
"oh my friends all sent me do different ones. the last one sent me here."
"what's your name?"
"oh… um… right, wait a minute" she takes out her mobile "hey! What's my name again?" pause "Jade Fairchild? Oh Ya I should have remembered that one, with jack and- Oh you hung up" She looks over at us "The name is Jade Fairchild… 51st century… jack… torchwood… OPPS, Anyways… Hi! Will you let me stay?" she smiles I look over at Sherlock. "Sherlock I don't know-"
"Yes, you can stay,you can sleep in the downstairs room." sherlock says I stare at him. "really?" I whisper. he waves me off.
"Ok, Um is there a bathroom down there and where is the nearest clothing store?"
"No, you can use the one up here and three blocks down"
"thanks" she get up and walks toward the kitchen and opens up the refrigerator and squeals with joy. "YOU KEEP BODY PARTS IN YOUR FRIDGE TO!"
"Sherlock" I look at him.
"Please don't touch them they're experimenting"
she looks up "oh sorry…" she walks out to the store I think.
"Sherlock what was that?'
"An actual psychopath, John, there is a difference"
