'Sherlock,what type of Herbal Tea do you want?'

The inside of the one cupboard they had looke like a rainvow with all the fruity infusions.

The answer to her question came by the slamming shut of a door,which she found on coming into the living room area happened to be the front door .

She could get over the fact that he was crude sometimes with her and enjoyed patronising her in matters of crime she couldn't ignore the fact that he wouldn't trust her or confide in her.

That's what annoyed her the most,all this while she thought she was having an internal argument she noticed as she looked down a groove cutting into a hill of snow on the sidewalk,she cut by her foot.

So her rage had evolved on the outside too it seemed,never before had a client affected her so much.

She continued to look for her missing,possibly relapsing consultant.

Sherlock took note of the scene before him in fine detail like taking a risk assessment,he takes in the smaller and finite details that 'ordinary people' miss

He catches sight of Gregson with a burly man and another skinny man next to him,all suited not for a crime scene but then again they had little interest aside from receiving a big wage packet,to be at the scene.

Sherlock tried to hold his breath instead of breathing in the nasty air of corporate seemed to suck the oxygen out of the air like a stifled the excitement and enticement of a crime scene.

They move off and Gregson catches Sherlock by the fence.

He looks around and checks himself before running towards Sherlock,good old Gregson never lost his army training from his time at ' often witnessed this simple routine of Gregson's as if he was surveying the area for threat before heading into battle.

'Evening Gregson,thought Id go for a walk eneded up here isn't that extraordinary?'

Sherlock your apartment is nowhere near here?'

'I couldn't help but notice your friends over there,interesting,for a second I thought there I was questioning whether I had come upon a fashion show'

'this is the last case they want to oversee,look I told you-

'yes yes I know and Im very touched by your concern really I am Its quite sentimental..but well I was going to suggest that maybe I could privately consult,they don't have to know'

'Sherlo-

'I can just look at the files I am completely convinced as to you and the forensic teams thoroughness in such matters..I wont go near the crime scene all I need are the files'

'and if I present your findings to the HR on this case they will bombard me with questions like how and where I got my findings'

'alright I understand (pouting) its perfectly understandable I…I want to thank you for having me for so long I know it was a big risk-

'Sherlock wait'

Gregson let out a long sigh and passed Sherlock a folder through the fence.

'I could get into a lot of trouble for this'

Sherlock simply nodded with the silent promise

'I wont let that happen'

Shelock returned to the apartment to find a suitcase by the front door.