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Prompt: Capture

The echo of footsteps in the alley could barely be heard above the pounding of his own heart in his ears. Adrenaline had him positively giddy with the thrill of the chase. His shoulder ached but he could ignore that because his legs carried him without fail after his fleet-footed new flatmate. He was so joyous in that fact that he almost felt like he was flying.

Sherlock's coat tails disappeared around the next corner in the alley and John careened after him, flailing a bit as he slipped on something probably best not thought about. There was a pained grunt and the sound of something hitting the ground. When John's eyes had adjusted to the darker section of the alley, he could see Sherlock standing over the wayward criminal they had been pursuing. The younger man looked up sharply as John approached and his expression was so fiercely satisfied that John couldn't help but grin at him.

John pulled his cell phone out of his pocket to call Lestrade. Another successful capture.