Disclaimer: I own neither the series nor the characters. They belong to their original creators. Just one OC is mine.
A/N: Okay... I have never written a drabble before. This one has 300 words and it's really not long but I like it, I hope you do too. Also... Sherlock reference!
His Watson
"He is... a criminal mastermind. And his math and logic are on the same level as yours are, Charles. I hate to admit it but... this man is your Moriarty.", Larry said while he placed one hand on his friend's shoulder and with the other one he pointed at the picture that the screen was showing.
Charlie stared at the photo with narrowed eyes. Larry was right. Dixon Mendricks was a genius just like he was. And he had done so many bad things. There never had been a more dangerous enemy than this one. And that meant that...
"Then do me a favor.", Charlie said and shortly glanced at Larry before his eyes returned to the computer screen.
"Mh?", Larry asked, curious what that favor might be. Charlie didn't look at him when he sighed but eventually he locked eyes with his friend, swallowing hard.
"Stop being my Watson until we catch this man, okay? I... I can't endanger you. If Mendricks hurts you... then I could never forgive myself."
Now it was Larry's turn to sigh. He squeezed Charlie's shoulder softly before he said:
"My dear friend, I am an adult man who can make his own decisions."
For a moment Charlie thought that Larry wouldn't give in, that he would insist on helping him. Fear gripped the mathematician's heart and he swallowed yet again.
"But if you wish for me to stay out of this then I'll respect that. Just know that you can always ask me for help if you need me. I will be there."
Charlie couldn't help but smile when Larry slowly walked over to the door.
"I know that, Larry. Thank you."
It was the last thing that Larry heard before the shot fell.