Disclaimer! I don't own any of the characters shown in Sherlock or Doctor Who.
The typing of John's computer clicked rapidly.
"John." Sherlock tapped his head on John's shoulder.
"John." He repeated.
"John."
"John." Sherlock kept on saying his friend's name over and over again.
"FINE." John stopped typing and grabbed his coat. "Good. Thought you'd never get off that laptop." Sherlock ran out the door, John following at a much slower pace.
"Uh, Sherlock? I think the way to the Complex is down the stairs." John looked up at Sherlock, who was knocking repeatedly on a door.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. What do you want?" A muffled voice yelled. Samie opened the door and immediately buttoned on her jacket. "Allonz-y." She chirped.
John and Sherlock both raised their eye brows. "Sorry, bad habit I've made." Samie shrugged.
Sherlock hailed a cab, Samie grabbed some coffee, and John stood there looking normal.
"Crime?"
"Kidnapping."
"Case?"
"Find them."
Sherlock, John, and Samie sat in the cab, listing details and what-not.
The cab halted in front of an apartment complex. A few police cars were parked by the front door.
"So, what do we have anything to do with this?" Samie asked. "Don't the police solve these things, no problem, without us?"
"Yes, usually. But, this time... Moriarty is involved." Sherlock growled.
A/n
Sorry it was sooooooooooooooooooooooooo short. I promise, the next one will be longer.