Chapter 2: London Ain't Big Enough


John entered the tent and instantly felt the tension between Sherlock and the new detective,

"Errrrrr... Shall I just come back later?" John asked and watched as the woman smiled brightly at him,

"John Watson, I'm a big fan of your blog" she told him and John gave a bashful smile as he took her offered hand in his and shook it in greeting,

"Why thank you, Miss...?" he inquired and she smiled,

"Molly Hooper" she informed,

"Evaluation Detective" she finished and Sherlock scoffed with a roll of his eyes,

"Evaluation Detective" he mocked,

"I've never head anything so ridiculous" he comment and Molly gave an amused smile,

"Now now Sherlock, Do I need to call Mycroft and ask him to help put your toys back in your pram" she teased before moving past him with ease, followed by Lestrade and Sherlock looked horrified and followed quickly,

"Do not compare me to that of a child" he warned firmly and watched as Lestade took notes of her description of the body and her conclusion as to what had happened,

"Hey! I don't like being ignored" he continued firmly and Molly felt herself giggle as Lestrade left her side to give the other member of his team instructions,

"You always were one who craved attention. I could hardly believe the praise Dr Watson had used to describe you on his blog" she commented and John looked at Sherlock surprised,

"You know this woman, Sherlock?" he asked curiously but Sherlock's glaring gaze never left Molly,

"Friend of the family. No friend of mine" he provided and Molly rolled her eyes,

"Do grow up Sherlock. There's enough room for two detectives at Scotland Yard" she told him before turning to leave and Sherlock felt his blood boil,

"London isn't big enough, Hooper Pooper" he called after her using her childhood nickname with a firm mocking tone making her stop and she turned round with an amused smile,

"You may be the world's only consulting detective, Mr Holmes but I happen to be the world's only evaluation detective" she told him simply,

"Do you know what that means?" she asked taking a step closer to him and her expression became firm,

"It means that I offer my services as a detective because I wish to help those in need Unlike you who only offers his knowledge because he believes that the police can not do their jobs without it" she told him.


Sherlock could see a trace of sadness in her eyes but could not deduce the reason as to why it was there,

"You are still as much a child as you were when I left London all those years ago... It seems time froze when I did and nothing has changed" she said quietly more to herself,

"How disappointing" she murmured before giving John a sad smile,

"Goodnight Dr Watson" she said shaking his hand,

"I look forward to reading your next blog post" she commented and John nodded thankfully, All Molly gave was a firm look as she turned and left.


Sherlock and John made their way back to Baker Street in silence via taxi, It was actually Sherlock who broke the silence,

"Do shut up, John" he said firmly and his friend looked at him stunned,

"I didn't say anything" he defended,

"Yes, but you were thinking. It's very distracting" he responded, keeping his eyes fixed on the moving streets as the taxi drove along.


John gave an amused smile,

"She was very pretty wasn't she?" he asked the detective,

"I didn't notice" he grumbled causing John to chuckle,

"Ahhhhhh but you know who I was talking about" he teased and Sherlock climbed out the taxi as it pulled up outside 221B Baker Street,

"Shut up, John" Sherlock said simply.


The sound of BBC News was the only movement within flat 221B the next morning,

"This morning, Scotland Yard confirmed that they shall now be receiving the services of Evaluation Detective, Molly Hooper. It is not yet confirmed if Detective Hooper is to permanently replace the position of Consulting Detective, Sherlock Holmes" The reporter announced only to be met with a BANG!


Sherlock shot the TV in frustration causing John to rush out his room,

"Sherlock! What the Hell?! That definitely won't be covered by the insurance!" John yelled disconnecting the TV from the power.


Oh dear Sherlock's in a very bad mood lol This can't be good. Review if you want to learn what happens next!

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