I've had so many ideas for possible Sherlock fanfics, I've done one on Facebook, its named My Adventures with Sherlock and John Watson and now I've decided to do this one on , I think this one will work brilliantly because it shows more of Lestrade's past and an possible love interest for Sherlock as Mrs Hudson decides to play matchmaker for him as the impending visit by her granddaughter Rose draws closer and she knows perfectly well that Rose and Sherlock have a lot in common.
The Double Butterfly Effect: Chapter 1
Mrs Hudson, Sherlock Holmes' kindhearted landlady never stopped looking out for her favourite room occupant's greatest interests at heart, sometimes although she hadn't admitted to Sherlock, but she suddenly found herself respecting his enthusiastic and admiration to the line of consultative work he continued to love doing. When her husband died, in a Florida Jail after being sentenced to death she became alone and unhappy, her upstairs flat broken into three times in a year, that was when her and Sherlock became good friends, during the day he'd calculated numerous mathematical and subtraction skills, when they watched Countdown, even working out the answer before the two contestants could manage.
"Sherlock, my granddaughter is coming to visit me on Friday, would it be fine with you if I introduced her to you. I understand your work is of greater importance to you, but haven't you ever stopped to acknowledge what missing in your life" She'd thought of playing the matchmaker between her granddaughter Rose and Sherlock but then again she suspected he'd decline her offer.
"My life has never included love. I see that John's happy with Sarah but then I look at my own love life and assume that i need a woman who could admire and share the same hobbies as me" Sherlock wasn't someone who preferred to share an heart to heart conversation, he'd known somehow that foolishly he buried himself too deep into solving crimes.
Sherlock sighed, pacing around inside his flat, Mrs Hudson sympathized with him. He thought of playing his precious violin.
"Rose is very much like you, she's worked as an criminologist for 6 years, worked alongside the UK's top criminologists, she studies how criminal minds and behaviour work" Mrs Hudson mentioned, she knew for some reason, that her granddaughter and Sherlock would get along. The landlady showed him a small photo of the woman in question.
"So she attends two of London's top community resourceful firms, London Academic and London Hope Building and she works full time, she works through the Christmas Holiday and Bank Holidays, no holidays in the last year, the last holiday destinations she visited were Florida and Los Angeles , dreams of finding a man that matches the same " Sherlock cleverly worked out, his impressive skills fascinated Mrs Hudson, he fluttered an eyelid.
"Come on Sherlock, life isn't just about focusing on your career, that's what my daughter Sharon keeps telling Rose, to look for brighter new beginnings " She tried to encourage and reassure him otherwise.
"Alright, anything to make you happy and satisfied Mrs Hudson, by the way did you change your perfume today, I sense it's difference, very strong " Sherlock finally accepted but not before working his demonstrative ways of noticing small things no one was capable of doing.
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DI Lestrade had been pressurized to keep Sherlock well away from the annual Superintendent's monthly meeting, unfortunately the last time he'd attended, he'd challenged for an deferential manner from the detectives not to treat him like an outsider anymore because he'd constantly outsmarted them with solving current investigations.
"Sir, I'm not declining what you're informing me to do, I'm suggesting it's probably better If I don't attend, there are some certain individuals who gave me the third degree for agreeing with Sherlock" Lestrade wasn't having much luck as he listened to the infuriated Superintendent. "I do understand what you mean but I can't be there every month, listening to you and the Assistant Superintendent criticizing Sherlock's imposing numeral methods" On Lestrade's mobile, an incoming text message symbol flashed on screen.
His eyes temptingly glanced down, wondering what message it was.
Not your day is it today Lestrade, Bell must personally loathe me I detected that the first time I met him SH
"Sir Can I phone you back and finalize what my decision is, because something important has come up" He knew it was wrong to rush someone off the phone but honestly he couldn't wait to finish the phone conversation, he soon placed the phone back in its receiver within his untied office. As he sat back comfortably in his chair, he wished he could for once head off on a well deserved holiday to Spain and visit his brother Robert.
Another text message was received.
You seem unsettled and tired, maybe you should take that one holiday you're desperately after SH
Lestrade's steel blue lingering eyes scanned and shot around the office, there was unofficial sighting or glimpse of Sherlock anywhere, he wondered if this was another one of his various tricks, he preferably enjoyed playing.
Look outside down on the pavement SH
He opened his office window and glanced downwards, immediately spotting Sherlock's appearance, John stood alongside him, feeling a tad annoyed that Sherlock had chosen to make Lestrade's feel unimpressed.
"John, from the time I've known Lestrade, I can basically say that Superintendent Bell doesn't show Lestrade any potential respectfulness and feels as if he shouldn't be an Detective Inspector at all. Lestrade for years has always wanted to be promoted up to DCI, sometimes he's been overshadowed, its right now that he needs to take a stand, stand up to his doubters" Sherlock answered, giving the DI a wave.
"Since when did you two become best of friends?" John's left eyebrow frowned suddenly, keen to know plenty more as he turned to face him.
"You've got perfume splashed all over your jacket John, you accidentally knocked over Sarah's expensive perfume as you left her house this morning." Sherlock's brainpower instantly figured out, the thing that had been bugging him since they met up outside the local Subway.
"Accidents happen, nothing else to tell really" John replied, looking bit lost for words.
"I won't tell Sarah next time I see her" Sherlock reassured his good friend.
"You still haven't answered my question" John said, looking bored by Sherlock's slow response to replying, shifting his shoulders awkwardly, as he stepped ahead and held the door open for his friend.
"The first time I met Lestrade was when his brother Robert had been targeted by what Lestrade claimed to be unknown attackers, I was passing by and became fascinated to discover more about the reasons behind this sudden attack, it turns out Robert had unfortunately been there outside the police station at the wrong place - the wrong time. The attackers Marcus Broad and Johnny Reid, had misidentified him, his facial features particularly around the curve of his left jaw line looked similar to a man that Reid and Broad had been chasing after for over 6 months. On the fateful night Robert, left an West End musical at around 10pm, walked to the local bus stop and boarded a double-decker bus 10 minutes later, he presumed getting the bus home on his journey was better idea mainly because the trains had been delayed by an hour after 9pm. As he arrived home 20 minutes later, he was bundled to the floor and repeatedly kicked and punched aggressively in the stomach, the two attackers searched his pockets for some of greater significance, when they realized they'd targeted the wrong person they ran off.
Lestrade was undoubtedly distraught, mentioned he should have looked out more his brother, he displayed his ultimate determination to catch these unknown attackers, I stepped forward and introduced myself, offered my assistance. Before you knew within three days, thanks impartially to my theories Reid and Broad were soon arrested and charged for assault." Sherlock explained his long story to John.
"Poor Lestrade, where's Robert living now?" John couldn't help in asking, without questioning in his reaction, he surprisingly felt sympathetic towards him.
"He's in living in Spain, the two brothers fell out for 4 years, after Robert was discharged from hospital, he didn't want to be held back by living his life in London anymore, he wanted to live his desired dreams and start afresh, making a fortune abroad mainly on luxurious properties. One day I noticed he looked depressed and saddened so I encouraged Lestrade to get back in contact with him, they're slowly mending their fractured feelings" Sherlock muttered, the door almost hitting him as he'd momentarily lost his awareness.
"Sherlock what's bothering you?" John asked as he stopped walking ahead, turning to face him again just by the reception help desk.
"Its nothing, well its erm...Mrs Hudson's granddaughter is visiting in a few days and she's asked to come up to her flat and allow myself to be introduced to her, John I don't prefer my love life being treated as a protracted game were fate decides what destiny lies ahead" Sherlock thoughtfully said.
End of Chapter
This is more of an introduction chapter but the story does start to develop in the next chapter, plus I'm going to show a different side to Sherlock, bring out his more charming and affectionate side.