Lestrade ran to his car and jumped in. Holmes had texted that he needed him and his men to get a pair of murders, and he was being chased. (Thank goodness for phones!)
"Lestrade, wait up!" Hopkins said running up to the car. "What do I do with the men?"
"Here, this is the place we need to go, catch up with me!" Lestrade said throwing Hopkins the address and flying out of the parking lot.
As He pulled up to the place, Holmes shot around the corner with another man with him. They both flew past him, and Lestrade jumped out of the car. Lestrade knew that the man with Holmes was ok, he must have been the client. Just as he got out, the two murders ran towards him, guns drawn. Lestrade calmly shot one in the leg and tripped the other. Both were in handcuffs before they knew what hit them.
"Nice one Lestrade." Holmes said in relief and crumpled to the ground.
"Holmes!" Lestrade yelled and ran to him.
"Don't worry," the man said with his own panic, "I'm a doctor."
A/N: Doctor Watson has appeared! Plus, CLIFF HANGER! HAHAHAHA!