Sherlock was walking in the cold streets of London at night. Couple days ago, he was invited to another crime scene. This sucking people empty of blood guy has turned into a serial killer the police want caught and they pressure on Sherlock, because the number of deaths have increased dramatically. But Sherlock doesn't mind the pressure; all he wants is to crack this mystery as fast as he could.

Suddenly, he hears a noise from an alleyway to his left. Sherlock slowly and quietly walked towards the alleyway, making sure not to disturb whatever was lurking in the shadows. He could make out something but the shadow hid most of it. He could see there was a woman, not one but two of them but something were wrong one of the faces, he could see she was unconscious and was being held. The other her eyes... it flickered with red. Then he noticed fangs... "What's going on here..?" was all he could think.

He decided to try and get a closer look so he carefully moved closer, then a rat scurried out making noise as it ran away, which caught the attention of the woman. She caught eye contact with Sherlock with a blink of an eye. That's when he could confirm it. It WAS Sarah Griffith. "You're dead. You were buried." Sherlock said to her, very confused how she could be alive. Was she buried alive? Impossible, he confirmed her death. Sarah threw away the body she was holding as if it was nothing but trash. "Answer me." Sherlock demanded, but Sarah remained quiet. "You've seen too much." She murmured and ran after Sherlock.

Sherlock ran as fast as his legs could take him running away from the woman. He knew the area well, that was his advantage but unfortunately for Sherlock the woman was fast and slowly catching up. As he ran, he could sense some kind of a presence nearby. Something familiar. It was in his gut, but he could just imagining this. Then he noticed something strange... the running footsteps behind him had stopped. He also stopped and turned around, he was too curious about her to actually run away now. The reason why she had stopped was... Jim

Jim stood there "Stay away from him, and if you come back and hurt him, things won't be easy for you" He said seriously. Sarah backed off and then ran away leaving Sherlock confused as to why that woman would listen to him. Sherlock glared at Jim. How could he control such "creature"?

"Jim, what are you doing here?" He asked in a piercing ice cold tone. Jim turned round and stared him in the eyes

"Am I not allowed to help a friend?

"Friend, huh? Since when?" he thought it disgust. He has no intentions to become friends with his rival.

"I was fine on my own."

"She was clearly catching up with you" Jim smirked "She would have killed you"

"Don't underestimate me. I already had planned an escape route." He lied, but he had no intention to show he was right. Neither does he want to thank him. He actually did save him. "What is she? Why did she listen to you?"

"The bite marks on her neck? It's obvious if you do your research, she's a vampire, she was just a second ago sucking the life from another human and why she listened to me is no business of yours"

"Vampire?" He couldn't help, but laugh at it. It's something that was made up, a fantasy inspired by a tyrant in the middle ages. "You really believe in that stuff?"

"When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth, I believe that was a quote of yours"

"But it isn't a possibility. I have deduced that the woman is just a mere vampire freak, who believes that she's a vampire. And that you have brainwashed her for your own amusement."

"If that's what you want to believe so be it, but if you were to take my word, this case of yours would be sorted a lot quicker but then you like a challenge don't you?"

"That man," Sherlock squinted his eyes as he thought. "He has something to do with it and I will finally prove it." He turned around and started to walk towards Baker Street. This course of events has declared the patrol has ended.

Lucy was talking to Mari on the phone

"So he admitted he liked me, I was in complete shock"

"Uhuh, I believe you. That must have been a total shocker, especially when coming from a person like him. I think you changed him - made him a different man. Because after all those years chasing him with Sherlock, I don't recognize the one we all know right now."

"I know it's strange, first he jumps out a window and then admits he like me, I wonder what else will happen"

"Ah, Sherlock's home." Mari turned to the door to say 'welcome home', but Sherlock stopped her by putting his hand on her mouth. "I'll be in my 'office'. Do not disturb me until further notice." Mari blinked in confusion, but nodded. Going against his rules will kick her into the streets again. As Sherlock left upstairs, she continued to talk with Lucy. "Okay. Sherlock was acting strange there."

Lucy seemed slightly confused "What do you mean?"

"I usually understand why he wants to be alone, but this time... his face... he looked... scared and confused. I'm not usually the type, but as his assistant, I'm kind of worried."

"I'm sure he's fine, just give him some time" She said trying to comfort her

"I mean the case he's on, it's a tough one and it's been going on for longer than a week now"

"Hm, yeah." It almost reminds Mari of... The thought of it made her laugh. "Me and Sherlock think that the killer is a huge vampire fanatic. Some education fanatic, so it seems, because his jobs are done very carefully."

"Would be crazy if vampires actually existed, also kind of scary, you know Edward watched Bella as she slept, what if a vampire watched you sleep?" She said jokingly

"Me? Well, I'll go Ron Weasley on him. When I wake up and see him staring at me, I'll hide my body and go "Bloody hell!" God, I love that picture. But yeah, it would be real creepy; I have no idea why "Bella" thought it was "Romantic"."

Lucy looked at the clock "It's kind of late; I think I should head off to bed"