So this is only a short chapter to start off the story.
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New Scotland Yard
20 years. 20 years since Beth had left London's countryside and settled down in Cambridge. She had gained so much in London, and for what? To lose it all? Obviously 20 years is a long time, and she was young when she left (8 years old in fact), but that did not stop her from constantly missing the one person who she loved the most.
Sherlock.
See, Sherlock and Beth became friends through their parents friendship and they were almost inseparable. Beth saw Sherlock like a big brother who was there to protect her and to always be there for her. But not only that, Beth was also there for Sherlock when he was bullied at school for being... odd. She knew that Sherlock was like no other kid in school, he was different. Different was a good thing in Beth's eyes. Different means individuality, and Sherlock was certainly an individual.
Leaving London was heart breaking for Beth. Not only was she leaving her home, but she was also leaving Sherlock. She knew it would upset him, to what extent though? She had no idea. But she hoped that one day, he would forgive her. Hopefully, they could meet again.
Now that Beth was 28, and she had passed all her degrees in programming and computer science, she thought it was only right to go back to the big city and get a well paid job in New Scotland Yard within the I.T specialists department. Finally being in her previous home town, she felt it was a blast from the past. Everywhere seemed the same yet.. different. Certain things were changing like certain shops were replaced by other shops and the signs were certainly different. Yet it felt the same, it was the same place. Many memories were made in London. Memories she could not forget and she wanted to keep a firm hold of.
However, the memories that she relived soon subsided when she was sat in the waiting room of New Scotland Yard, awaiting the news of her future career. She had given in her CV, had an interview and had a test. Currently she was waiting for the results, and to see whether she had got the job or was to be sent away.
"Ms Mcneill? Would you like to follow me?"
Nervousness hit Beth as she heard the woman's voice absorb into her ears. She stood up shakily, her whole body shook but she tried her best to control the nervousness and to keep herself calm. The woman casually led her towards the managers office as though she does it everyday. As though New Scotland Yard got many people wanting jobs there. Once the door opened and she was invited inside by a droopy faced old man, the shaking became uncontrollable.
The next day
Beth sat at her new desk, her macbook rested upon it unopened. She took a deep breath, treasuring the moment as she had a job that was worth the time and effort she went through to get where she was now. Although the first day was pretty boring, she had to be shown some of the basic jobs that usually happened in her line of work by a woman whose voice was so draining that it made her want to deafen herself. All day she had to listen to the same flat toned voice, she was relieved when she was entitled to her lunch break or when she got the chance to chat to some more cheerful folk.
Through the rising conversations, she got to meet many lovely people who worked alongside her. Most of them began to talk of someone who came in regularly because of a person named Detective Inspector Lestrade. They spoke of his strange and overwhelmingly amazing mind. To Beth, it reminded her very much of Sherlock as soon as they said about their amazing mind. Sherlock had an amazing mind, in fact, he used to blow her away by the things he used to come out with. He used to deduce exactly what she was hiding if she was ever to keep a secret or keep something from Sherlock. It was truly fascinating.
"What is his name again Will?"
"Ah, he has a strange name..."
"It's Sherlock Holmes, he was mentioned in the newspaper last week," Immediately by the mention of Sherlock's name, Beth froze.
"S-Sherlock works here?" Beth asked, her voice was fast with excitement and her eyes were unusually large.
"No, he doesn't. He comes in when he is needed by the detectives who work in New Scotland Yard. We've heard that Sherlock calls himself a Consulting Detective. He is truly the best detective anyone has seen!" Everyone began to converse with each other about Sherlock, the conversations were like heaven to Beth's ears. Her head fell into her hands and a small smile slowly crept onto her face. He has gone far, and made a good impression of himself, she was happy for him and hopefully they would meet soon. Finally then, she could have her childhood friend close to her side once again.