"No." Sherlock said to the girls. "Come on John!"
"What happened?" John said, just walking out.
"Sherlock won't let us come." Clara complained. "And we deduced things already. What more do you want?!"
John entered the cab with Sherlock trailing right behind. "Fine." The girls were excited and hopped right in. Meanwhile, John was thinking what could have possibly changed his mind.
"This isn't the police station." Ally pointed out. But even though it wasn't, Sherlock went inside and the rest followed. Once they entered Sherlock whirled around with some handcuffs. Despite, the girls experience, they were quickly trapped and cuffed to a table.
"What the hell, man!" Ally said when she caught up with what had just happened.
"You need to stay here. You obviously know too much, about me and other things, and you won't keep out of the way. So we'll make you."
"Sherlock, you know that kidnapping is illegal!?" John nearly shouted but he was pushed outside. Ally and Clara craned their necks to see the conversation happening below.
"So you're just going to leave them there?!" John shouted.
"Why not?" was all Sherlock said before getting into the cab. The girls watched them zoom off and they sighed in frustration.
"Where's the diary?" Ally asked. They weren't the most trustworthy people, considering that one of the first things they said to them was a lie. But sometimes, they just needed to realise that the girls were here to help.
"Over there," Clara pointed with her eyes. The diary was lying on the couch, too far away.
"Paperclip?" Clara asked, so she could pick the lock on the handcuffs.
"Yeah, in my jacket pocket." The girls twisted the best way they could in the handcuffs. And a couple minutes later, Clara had the paperclip. Clara knew how to pick a lock thanks to Dean teaching her and Ally how.
"One second- and... there." The handcuffs were actually a lot easier than a regular lock. Ally was out in under a minute. Ally rubbed her wrist before trying Clara's cuffs.
"Finally," Ally said as the handcuffs dropped. "Lets catch a detective."
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"Hello, I'm looking for Sherlock. You know, average height, bit of an ass." Clara asked around.
"Annoying people. Deducing things. The Sherlock business." Ally added. They were answered when they saw the two in Lestrade's office.
"How did you two get here?" John said in surprise.
"We... ran." Clara lied.
"No you didn't." Sherlock interrupted. Clara and Ally raised an eyebrow in response. "You're not even sweating, the amount of time to get out of the handcuffs and run here is longer than that, and-"
"Handcuffs?" Lestrade interjected.
"And let's just say you aren't the most trustworthy people." The room was in silence as the girls contemplated what to say.
But Ally changed from a look of shock to a look of sass. "No shit, Sherlock."
"Did you kidnap them!?" Greg stepped in between them.
"Apparently, they went along willingly because they could always escape. So, no. I didn't." Sherlock then stepped around him to talk to the girls. "So tell me who you two are and why you know so much."
"Or what?" Ally dared, even though she had to stand on tippy toes to get at least a bit more at eye length.
"We could always throw you in juvy for stalking us." John replied.
"No." Sherlock narrowed his eyes. "They don't care about that. I won't hmm.." he looked to see what would be a proper punishment. "I won't solve the case."
The girls and Sherlock were stuck in a staring contest until the girls cracked under the pressure. "You're good." Clara smiled. "Okay, we'll spill."
"Uhh. Clara?" Ally interrupted.
"Relax. I got this." Clara said, turning towards Sherlock again. "Have you ever considered the possibility that there were other worlds out there?"
"Only 5 more hours til, Sherlock." Greg said, getting impatient.
