Amelia strode round the console fliddling with switches and dials as The Doctor spoke. He was rambling on about some space date thousands of years in her future and she zoned out, but Rory was paying attention. It appeared that the Doctor had changed the subject as Rory began joining in.
"Oh yeah, Amy and I saw that on the news, remember Amy?" She snapped out of her day dream and looked at the men, confused.
"What?" Rory sighed.
"Do you ever listen? The detective Sherlock Holmes." Amy caught on and began nodding along.
"Well, I need his assistance in a certain matter." Said the Doctor as he studied the scanner screen.
"But he jumped off a building?" Amy knew he Doctor was good, but the body had defiantly been found.
"Yeah, he does that." The scanner beeped loudly and flicked across images of news reels, all of the famous case of the Tower Of London break in. "Pond, go open the doors to the bouncy castle." Amelia ran through into the main corridors looking for the room. She heard the engines roaring as the TARDIS moved back in time from the 51st century and the fall of the French empire in the constellation of Eridanus, back to January 2012 in the solar system Amy called home.
The bouncy castle was the fifth floor up. She opened the exit door and, noting that they were parallel to the ground, waited for the famous detective to fall. He flew from the building up until the third floor down when he crashed on the canvas of the room and bounced upright again. Elegantly, he rose to his feet.
"I would have apprieciated the swimming pool more. But I suppose Mr Smith has no concern of my intellectual abilities." Sherlock Holmes clambered out onto the corridor and led out towards the control room. From the way he navigated himself through the twisting maze, he had encountered the Doctor and his TARDIS before. Maybe he had met the Doctor in the hospital on the moon adventure that she had heard about. Or maybe it was an adventure he had experianced before her and Rory. Or maybe it was...
"Shut up." Amy looked at the detective supprised.
"I didnt say anything." Sherlock looked at her.
"You were thinking, its annoying." Amy opened her mouth to retort but then closed it again. She didnt want to be told to shut up again because her patience might just snap. Any way, they were approaching a door. Sherlock was quite a way in front of Amy who had to jog to catch up as he swung the door open and they entered the room.
"Mr Holmes! Meet the Ponds, The Ponds meet Mr Sherlock Holmes. We met at Baskerville, there was an escaped avenging hound."
"Now now, Mr Smith, we both know it was a result of the H.O.U.N.D gas that Henry, John, Lestrade and I ingested that made us have a realistic nightmare experiance fueled by fear and the tales of the hound." The Doctor laughed and patted his back.
"Please, call me The Doctor." Sherlock's faint smile faultered.
"No, I dont think I will. Doctors. I only need one." The Doctor smiled, a little too understanding. "So Smith, Im guessing you didnt just save my life for a cosy catch up and introduction."
"And I'm guessing that Molly didnt just throw out another body as a concerning hobby. You understood my sign then?"
"Yes, of course. The wings around th on 207 Baker Street. The same wings that were sprayed around the TARDIS in Baskerville." Amy and Rory were stood looking at the genius'. Then Rory spoke.
"So you didnt kidnap those children?" Sherlock stared and sighed. The Doctor just smiled and mover back to the panel.
"So Sherlock, 1895. Are you ready?"