'A link, a link, there's always a link!' To Sherlock, the killings just didn't make sense, none of the girls had known each other, or had anything in common. Though, they were all girls.

Sherlock leaned over John's shoulder, 'The Vampire in London?' he said in disgust, 'That's an awful title. Why you blogging about it anyway? I haven't solved it yet.'

'Exactly, then the readers can try and solve it with you. They like the ones you can't solve.'

'What's the point in that, if I can't solve it, they won't be able to, and, I don't need any help, I'm not stuck, I'm just thinking.'

'Well, you've been just thinking while two girls have died, and another has gone missing.' John muttered, as he continued to type.

'Let's go out, it's too small in here, I need more space for this case' Sherlock complained.

'Fine' John replied, 'Where do you want to go?'

'Oh, I don't know.' Sherlock sat down, as if it was all too confusing, 'Out.' Sherlock abruptly got up again and put on his coat and scarf. He flicked his collar up and ruffled his hair, before walking quickly down the stairs.

'Huh, wait for me!' John called after him, though he knew Sherlock had probably already left. Sherlock did that sometimes.

John caught up with Sherlock a street later, 'So you see,' Sherlock continued, 'It would all make sense if-'

'What?' asked John

'Weren't you listening?'

'Sherlock, I only just caught up with you, you left without me' John said impatiently.

'Ah, well okay, good your here now' Sherlock didn't look at all embarrassed, this sort of thing happened a lot, Sherlock continued, 'Lets go get fish and chips.'

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Sam sat on his bed, staring at his laptop screen, while Dean lay on his, flicking through TV channels, now and then imitating the accents.

'We should visit the palace tomorrow, or go to covent gardens, they have street performers there' Sam now sounded really enthusiastic, when before they had left he'd thought that a holiday was silly.

Dean sat up, 'Yeah, I wanna see though guard thingys, the ones that don't move.' Sam continued to scroll through a webpage.

'Hey, have you ever heard of 221b Baker Street?' Sam asked

'Uh, don't think so, why?'

'I just looked up 50 best sites in London and apparently someone called Sherlock Holmes lives there.'

'Oh, I hearda that guy!' Dean sounded quite interested, 'He's the consulting detective man, that pretended to be dead for like, ages and everyone thought he was a fraud, but then he came back, and everyone knew he was the real deal 'cos that Moriarty guy, he was actually the bad one and framed Sherlock for these robberies and stuff.'

Sam looked up at him surprised, 'How'd you know this?'

Dean shrugged, 'You know, television.'

'His partner-'

'John Watson' Dean said quickly, Sam looked at him again, eyebrows raised, 'What?' Dean asked.

'John has a blog of what they do together -' Sam stopped suddenly, staring at his screen, 'Dean?'

'What?'

'I don't think we can go to the palace tomorrow'

'Man, why not Sammy? We've come all the way to London and now we're not even going to visit-'

'Dean, listen, they found a body that was completely drained of all blood' Sam read from the blog, 'there have been two like this in the past week, as well as one girl missing from her home, they say they think she's connected but have no evidence.'

Dean looked up and sighed, 'I swear Sammy, this stuff follows us where ever we go in this god damn world'

'Huh,' Sammy said, 'they've named the article The Vampire in London'. They both smirked in amusement.

'What I don't understand is, if they are vampires, which seems very likely, why have the killings only just started now?' Sam asked.

'Could be anything, little brother, fresh suckers that can't control their thirst, new clan moving into town, or just plain sloppiness, who cares anyways? All we have to do is gank 'em, then we'll go see the palace.'