A/N: Forgive me, my people, but I have been far too busy to have even sat at my computer until now! A little appearance from Lestrade at last! Enjoy! :D
"Whoa! Calm down, mate!" David said.
"I am calm!" the Doctor said, lowering his voice, "It's you people who need to calm it down, and stop going completely trigger-happy!"
"Doctor," Sherlock said, pulling the Doctor aside, "It was the only possible way of destroying the Daleks, so why are you angry? Because you didn't want us to use guns. Yes, of course, but why not? Because you disapprove of violence. Why? I don't know. But we needed to use the guns to get rid of the Daleks. Don't you see? It was the only way!"
"Okay, Sherlock!" the Doctor shoved Sherlock off him, for Sherlock had grabbed his collar (coming very close to damaging his precious bow tie).
"Sherlock," John stepped in, "Sherlock."
"Why did Mycroft call us to Buckingham Palace again? Why didn't he come to Baker Street?" Sherlock had turned on John this time with the sudden realisation. He hadn't thought of it back when Mycroft had called on them; he was more concerned with the Doctor and his strange blue box at that point.
"Sherlock, not now."
"Back to London." The Doctor said as he went to the counsel. He pulled a final lever, and the TARDIS dematerialized, causing David, Abigail, and Harvey to exclaim in surprise and wonder.
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"You'd think us insane." Sherlock said.
"I already do," Detective Inspector Lestrade said, pacing in his office while Sherlock, John, and the Doctor stood near the doorway, "Why can't you tell me how you found them?"
"You wouldn't believe us if we told you," John said, "But they're back now, and that's all that matters."
"What about the fourth? There were four people who went missing. You only returned three." Lestrade said.
"He…" the Doctor looked awkward, angry, frustrated, relieved, and determined all at the same time, "… He died. We couldn't get him out in time."
"And what about their captors then?"
"Dead as well." Sherlock said, stepping forward.
"We could have arrested them!" Lestrade exclaimed.
"No, you couldn't." John said.
"Yes, I could."
"No, you really couldn't've."
