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Sherlock

Her eyes shine, and the soft candle light outlining her gentle face. Angelo smiles at my eye roll and Alice's blush, repositioning the candle he just placed on our tabletop.

"ummm I really don't think this is necessary mister Angelo. I think its bad enough you wont let me pay for my meal.." Her small form huddling in the large booth, dwarfing her even more. She really needs to stop being so adorable, its really for her own good. Angelo smile grows, giving me a knowing wink.

"ahhh, don't worry about a thing, yes. Sherlock helped me, I only return the favor when I can. Besides, its not very often he brings by a cutie like you. Its good for him to go out in the world and find someone" His voice getting a dreamy tone with every word.

"w-were n-not on a date..." Alice reply's, turning her head out the window, her face turning a fascinating shade of scarlet. Cute, but why dose this make me sad? Focus, we have a killer to catch. I look out the window, searching for someone who doesn't belong, who stays just a bit to long, someone who just fits the discri-

"Sherlock? What are you having?" Her soprano voice cuts though my train of thought.

"not eating, digesting slows me down."

"no, what are you going to eat Sherlock."

Her tone was chilling, commanding officer like making me internally shiver. Damn was that voice stimulating. " I don't need to eat, I did yesterday."

She frowns at him. "just give him a plate of raviolis... I'd like the Alfrado please."

Damn she was persistent. Well, she was in the military...

"Wine for the lovely couple?" Angelo asks cocking his head. Alice's face slightly pales at the sight of the alcoholic beverage that he has in his hands.

"no thank you. I don't drink" She says smiling apologetically at him.

I look back out the window, looking for anything out of the ordinary.

"so...do you have anyone? A boyfriend that is."

Does she think i'm gay? "no."

"oh so a girlfriend? ether way its fine of course."

"no, umm Alice," I turn to look at her " I don't date. I see myself married to my work.."

"oh, ya that's fine. totally fine." Her smile seems a tiniest bit sad. She smirks into her drink, "asexual it is then."

Though, being with her wouldn't be too bad. I look back out the window, scanning the crowd. She is nice, and I bet she wouldn't mind too much when I don't speak for days on end...no, she would need sonomnomnomone (type error that I just refused to erase, it is now forever in the story mwahahah) who would pay attention. That's what females like, right?

"eat at least 5 bites, ok?" I look over at her, as she shoves the plate of food near me. She had somehow managed not to order me anything I hated at least...

"digestion slows me down" I frown at the food.

"its just enough for you to not pass out on me" She says calmly, digging into her own food. She obviously hasn't eaten a full meal in a while... that can be medically related through her PTSD though.

I guess it wouldn't hurt too much to eat just a little... five bites are hardly going to slow me down. I glare at the plate, then slowly eat five small bites of the ravioli, and three bites of Alice's alfrado. She smiles and playfully pretends to stab me with her fork. She quickly eats almost her whole plate, then starts to steal a few pieces from mine. I smirk and look back out the window. A cab is sitting on the curb, no one getting out, no one getting in. "look out there, at that cab... we got our man" I quickly say then rush out the door after it, Alice following close behind.

I know all the streets in London, so following him isn't a problem. When we finally stop the cab, the only thing inside it is a traveler from japan. We send them off and run quickly from the police. After we lose them, I turn, smiling to Alice...who isn't there. I look around franticly. Where the hell did she go! She was right there... right behind me. Where is she...

So there you are, another chapter finally. I would yell and hate me if I were you guys

Sherlock- but you are not.

alice- please yell at her...I don't like being kidnapped...

ender- soooo try and guess who kidnapped alice, if you can mwahahahaahahaha

Sherlock- Ender's boyfriend is not allowed to answer, because he has helped her make the disisions and proof reads and is a nice person

alice- very nice...*Sherlock grabs her and pulls her away*

Sherlock- nope, your mine. *leaves*

ender- O.O well... that was super cute... and yes im sorry love, I cant spell your penname at all *hangs head in shame*