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Supernatural – London; Outside Scotland Yard
Mattie sat on the hood of the Impala while Cas leaned against the side his arms crossed over his chest. They stayed silent and waited. Dean and Sam were doing their thing, talking to the chief inspector of the case. She was pulling at the lace of her boot as they waited.
Before they'd gone in she had argued why she and Cas couldn't go in as well. Sam had replied with the fact that it would have looked a little weird it the four of them all went in at the same time. Since most places only sent no more than two agents to an investigation.
They had survived the boat ride there and found a motel where they'd be staying. Now it was time to work on the case and so far it appeared to be going nowhere.
Mattie let out a sigh, "are they taking too long?" She asked glancing at Cas. He said nothing, continuing to stare ahead at the building. Again she sighed and shook her head, wondering why she'd even considered the possibility of Castiel answering her question.
– Inside Scotland Yard
"Thank you, Inspector Lestrade." Sam said with a smile as he shook the man's hand. His brother stood beside him nodding in agreement.
The older man with short greying hair and tanned skin wearing a plain white dress shirt with no tie and black jacket over top nodded his hand as he shook the younger Winchesters hand. "Not a problem, agent Ramone" He said with a smile.
"We'll let you know if we find anything." Dean said as he turned for the door.
Lestrade nodded allowing the two brothers to leave his office.
Dean and Sam hurried out of the building to where they'd left Mattie and Cas with the Impala.
"So now what?" Sam asked as they walked through the building.
Dean shrugged pulling at his tie, "not sure. Guy didn't really tell us anything we didn't already know." Dean replied. "Take a look at the scenes, try and find anything unusual?" He suggested.
Sam nodded, "sounds good to me." He agreed.
Dean nodded, "Mattie and Cas?"
"They'll come too. More eyes the merrier." Sam replied with a dry tone to his voice.
Dean laughed as they stepped out of the building, his eyes landing on just who they were talking about sitting. Mattie and Cas both hanging around the Impala an awkward air around them. "I'm telling you Sammy, this is not our kind of gig." Dean said once again as the approached the Impala.
"Still on about that?" Mattie sighed annoyed uncrossing her arms frowning at Dean.
"Get off my car," Dean ordered, "before you dent it."
Rolling her eyes at Dean, Mattie slid off the hood of the car and stood leaning against it next to Cas. She gave him a look that told him to tell them what they'd found out. Dean walked up to the car and opened the driver's door and motioned for the others to follow his lead.
Dean drove to the crime scenes, listening to Mattie's directions on how to get there. Sam relayed what little new information they'd learned by talking to the detective. The most interesting piece of information they'd learned had been the knowledge of the consulting detective, Sherlock Holmes.
"Sherlock?" Mattie repeated skeptically shuffling the map in her hands. Her eyes met Dean's in the rear-view mirror and he nodded in agreement. Letting out a long breath Mattie looked down at the map. "This is gonna be fun." She commented sarcastically.
Sherlock – London; Park
Sherlock moved around taking in the scene around him. He stood in the middle of a small park in the middle of a suburban street. There was little activity in the houses around and few people at the park, including John and himself.
Frowning in confusion Sherlock stared suspiciously around as he searched for what it was he was looking for. He'd yet to come across one but he had a gut instinct telling him that he would eventually find one. He just had to look hard enough, because just like all the other scenes where the victims had gone missing.
Sherlock knew. There'd be an angel statue somewhere.
"Sherlock!" John called from where he stood across the park. Looking around Sherlock spotted John standing with a young girl who was rather distraught over something. John had an arm around her and she was near tears.
Running up beside them Sherlock took in the closer details about the girl as he did with everyone. Young, probably still in high school, pale skin, brown hair pulled up into a messy bun, modern regular teens clothes; jeans and a blue sweater, the hood of the sweater appeared to have a face and ears attached to it. There were bags underneath her eyes and her eyes were wide frantically looking to John to in front of them. When her eyes fell on Sherlock she became confused but the expression on her face turned neutral the moment he began to speak to John.
"What is it?" Sherlock asked staring at John.
John nodding to the girl beside him, "this is Sophie, she um, she told me that the angel was watching her and that it moved." John told Sherlock.
"Angel?" Sherlock repeated. John nodded staring at his flatmate, trying to convey the message that he needed to be not as intense in interrogating the girl beside him. "Sophie," Sherlock said turning to the girl.
She nodded staring at Sherlock with large light brown eyes. Sherlock looked at her and tried to smile at he made silent deductions about the girl as to why she was in the park. She was walking home from a friend's house; a female friend. They had spent the day together but Sophie had needed to get home quick so she cut through the park as a short cut. Not having enough money for a cab and not able to get a ride of her own. Maybe her parents didn't know she'd been gone? Maybe she'd left her friends in a foul mood?
None of that really matter. What mattered was the angel. Sophie had said that the angel had been watching her and that it moved.
"What makes you say the angel moved?" Sherlock asked staring at her intently. John remained staring at the angel statue. It stood in the bushes that were along the side of a house that was near the street.
Sophie frowned at him, "because it did." She nearly snapped.
"How?" Sherlock pressed.
The teenager shook her head, "I don't know," she said rather frustrated. "Just one moment it was there and then the next it was, well there." Sophie explained and waved a hand to the statue.
"Where was it before?" John asked confused staring at the girl. She pointed down towards the street more to the garden out front of the house. "Are you sure?" He asked looking back and forth between the statue of the angel and Sophie.
"Yes, I am sure!" She snapped waving her hand in frustration. "Can I go now?" Sophie nearly whined.
"Afraid you'll get caught?" Sherlock asked as he took a closer look at the statue. It was old and full of tiny cracks in the stone, but none of them big enough for the angel to fall apart.
"Excuse me?" Sophie asked confused.
Sherlock paused to look up at her, "clearly your late for something else you could have just walked the block." He stated and both John and Sophie looked at him confused. "But no you couldn't spare a moments time, therefore you must be in a hurry for something. So either your about to get caught for something or…" Sherlock trailed off waiting for the girl to supply the actual answer.
Sophie stood staring at Sherlock and blinked a couple of times shocked at the words he said. Her eyes widened and she stepped back, her mouth open a bit in surprise. "You're bloody Sherlock Holmes!" She exclaimed and a smile passed over her face and she laughed. "This is-" Sophie laughed and brought her hand to her face, "Sherlock Holmes just deduced me." She nearly giggled.
John and Sherlock exchanged a confused look and tried to avoid the girl.
"Sorry, I'm a fan and the only picture of you. Really, well your face is hidden by your coat and hat." Sophie apologized with a small smile.
Sherlock frowned at the mention of the deerstalker hat. He had worn once to avoid the press. It seemed now though that it was always related back to him, something that frustrated extremely because he hated the hat.
"You're a fan?" John repeated confused.
Sophie nodded, "read your blog all the time." She stated and looked around curiously, "are you on a case now?" She asked her eyes widening.
"Didn't you have somewhere to be?" Sherlock replied. He didn't like the attention or that the girl was no so interested in him and John and wanted to linger around.
"I-I, um, well…" Sophie began to try to come up with a reasonable response. The sound of a tree branch snapping caught their attention.
John's head snapped around towards the statue, Sophie mimicked the blogger's actions. While Sherlock's eyes traveled all around the park till they finally settled on the angel statue. He eyed it carefully, narrowing his eyes and tilting his head confused. Slowly he took a step towards it.
"Sherlock," John hissed warning his friend. He didn't trust the statue, even though it was just a statue. It didn't make sense though. Moments ago its hands had been at its sides and now…
Now the angel's hands were covering its eyes.
The three of them stood staring at the angel, their own eyes widened with shock and confusion. Not understanding how the angel had moved. None of them had been looking at it so they had no way of knowing.
Sophie began to panic, "oh god. It moved! It moved again! The statue moved! How can a statue move?" She demanded and began to nervously pace trying to get as far away from the statue as possible.
"Calm down." John instructed trying to assist the girl as she went into a panic stricken shock.
"I can't the statue moved. How could it move I don't understa-" she stopped speaking and her knees buckled and she fell back. Sophie fainted, her eyes closing on her and the ground coming towards her quickly.
John rushed to help her and make sure she hadn't hurt her head in the process. "Sherlock," John said looking around for his friend but he was gone.
The detective had taken off leaving John to deal with the unconscious teenaged girl.
Hope your enjoying the story. :) It'd be great to get a review about anything you think about the story. I'm kinda wondering how you like my character Mattie?
Also I'd like to thank Fobwatchedtimelady for the review as well as the favorite and follow :D Made my day.
I believe in the next part there will finally be an interaction between the characters from the different shows (aside from the Sam, Dean Lestrade interaction in this part.) And that's when things start to get intense in my opinion at least. l8trz -H.R
