Catch me if you can

by Niyin

They know him as the Wolf, a lone hunter for treasures, the only thief that they never managed to catch because he seems to disappear like a ghost. Never leaving any evidence apart from missing jewels and a small red seal. But when the Yard finally seeks Sherlock's help, will the detective discover his friend's secret? And more, will he accept it? No slash. thief!John (on hiatus)

1. Teaser

!Alert!:
This is only a teaser. The story begins next chapter :).

Author's Note:

Hi once again :)
So, I've put the teasers for my Sherlock fic also in an extra story... just to keep track of everything and maybe get a few reviews to see if you like the idea ;D. It's only a really short part, but I think more will be up soon. School's stressful as always, but the last two weeks were definitely the hardest, so I should find some time to write soon. Hopefully... :)
And, before you ask (if you have read my other teaser for that Merlin fic) I seem to love old warehouses at the moment. Don't ask me why, they are just perfect for the story...^^
So, anyways, I'll try to update soon, now enjoy and please R&R! ;D

Disclaimer: I do own the idea and my style... sadly, that doesn't apply for Sherlock. And, before you ask, neither John. *sigh*

So when they almost catched the thief one night, burning the old warehouse in which he hid to ground (a fatal mistake- had he died, the Yard would have been held responsible) and the next day John smelled of smoke and had bags under his eyes, no one questioned him. Because, hey, he had just taken one of his countless girlfriends out to a pub the night before. Hadn't he?

Lestrade sighed, rubbing his temples wearily.
The prison was open, the bank robbed and the crown jewels gone, all without a single sighting of the thief or even a proof that he had been there at all, apart from his usual sign.
Stuydying the howling wolf that was pressed into the red wax once again, the inspector slowly reached for his mobile. He couldn't afford waiting any longer, even if his actions would gain him furious silence from Donovan and Anderson as well as the disapproval of the whole Yard. But there was really only one person in the world who, maybe, could catch this particular Wolf. And damn all disapproval, they needed him caught if they didn't want to end up as laughing stock of the public.
Refusing to think about the consequences, Lestrade pulled out his phone and typed Sherlock's number. Let's see if the Wolf was up to London's One and Only consulting detective.

I intend the first chapter to be basically the first scene with Moriarty in season 2 episode 3, but with John instead. It would start with Donovan getting coffee, than switch between her and John's POV and end with Donovan's words "Sir? There has been a break-in". If anyone intends to write a fanfic to this snippet though, please leave this idea for the first chapter to me.

Well... I told you it was short. More will come soon, promise :).