Kat continued staring at the man before snapping out of her trance, "H-how did you know that", she asked.

"I didn't know, I simply observe." He replied.

When Kat continued staring John piped in "So you've been scammed, tell us about it."

She snapped out of her trance and explained her situation. Sherlock had been right about everything. A few years after getting her master's degree in psychology and not knowing what career to pursue, she finally settled on the idea of having her own psychology clinic. She had cooperated in a few psychological researches and felt confident enough to make it her profession. She waited tables at a few restaurants and saved every penny to be able to afford it. The problem was that she didn't know anything about start up's. Luckily she met 'Jake Ghoully' , entrepreneur, who was more than willing to help out. The rest was history. He gained access to her savings account with the promise of getting all the things she needed. Then took it all and left her broke, her dreams and financials crushed.

While she told her story, Sherlock had been sitting still in his chair, giving out the occasional eye roll. When Kat was done talking she looked at the detective with tears in her eyes and said "If you are even half as good as investigating as you are in 'simply observing', I'm sure you can help me find him and get my money back."

Sherlock put his hands together against his chin before asking "This 'Jake' character, he was using an alias, yes?"

"I think so, when I asked for him at the firm he supposedly worked at, they said they didn't know anyone by that name." Kat sighed "He didn't leave us anything to go on."

John looked at them confused "He didn't leave a trace at all?"

"We mostly spoke through phone calls, texts and such. I could copy the emails we exchanged for you." She said hopefully.

"Don't bother." Sherlock replied coldly "I'm sure this man covered most of his tracks, there's nothing we can do for you."

"B-but you're a private detective, this is supposed to be your-... your thing!" She exclaimed.

"Consulting detective", he corrected her, "And my 'thing' is taking cases that are worth solving. A scammer requires a lot of field work and hardly ever pays off so-"

Before Sherlock could say anything hurtful, John turned to the couple and said "What I think he's trying to say is we can't help you if we've got no leads. So is there any kind of proof of his existence, anything remarkable?"

Katherine glared at the detective and was about to say they had nothing, before Ned spoke up. "There is one thing" He said. Kat looked at her boyfriend questionably motioning him to explain and he whispered to her "The letters". Kat still didn't fully understand so he turned to Sherlock and explained "The letters she got from him always had the initials C.R engraved in them. Maybe you could look for so-"

"Is that it? Nothing else? Initials in a letter? Is that all?" Sherlock asked incredulously " What do you want us to do, background check everyone whose initials are C.R? Because I'm sure that that search will be worthwhile.", he said sarcastically and clapped his hands together, "If you have nothing for us to go on you're simply wasting our time. Sorry about your money but your case is a dead end and most of al. Boring."

Katherine stared at him in shock and anger, Ned placed his hand on hers before repeating to the detective "B-but the initials, they were custom made, I'm sure that some-"
"They were probably someone else's. Could be anyone's, therefore no ones." He said before standing up. "Thank you for your time, you better be off now."
Katherine looked at the man who had shattered all her hopes, and bit at him "Is that it? You will refuse a case because it requires a bit of leg work? What am I supposed to do now?"

Sherlock rolled his eyes and replied "I'm refusing your case because it's boring and won't pay off. As for what you're supposed to do, I'm sure your sweet boyfriend will gladly take you into his home. After all, the ones looking to get laid usually go the extra mile. You can build up from there. You're welcome." He smiled at her.

If looks could kill Sherlock would be dead by now. Katherine was fuming because of what the detective had said "Ned would never take me in under false pretences. And you have no right to-"

Ned cut her off "Relax sweetie. Let me handle this." He turned to John and said "Could we leave our contact information here in case you change your mind?" John nodded while
Kat was looking at her boyfriend flabbergasted . How could he not stand up for her, or himself here? She wanted to continue her argument with the detective but he had already disappeared into his room. Great.

After leaving their phone numbers with John, they walked to Ned's car in silence. On the way to his apartment, Kat continuously glared at her boyfriend while muttering curse words under her breath. Why didn't he back her up? She knew he was a bit insecure and hated conflict, but she was his girlfriend. He was supposed to have her back. And was what Sherlock had said true? Did he only take her in so he could sleep with her? They had only been going out for a few months and in that time they had been intimate but not in that way. Not that she was a virgin, she had a few boyfriends before him, but the time just wasn't right for them. And it was impossible that Ned would only take her in for that reason. It just couldn't be. But then why didn't he protest when Sherlock had said that? All these thoughts were eating at her on the drive back to Ned's, or soon, their apartment.

As soon as Ned opened the door to let them both in, Katherine unleashed the beast. "Why didn't you defend me in there? Why did you just stand idly by as he threw my hopes out the freaking window? Is it true you only took me in so you could have sex with me?" she questioned angrily in a single breath.

Ned looked at her in slight shock before collecting himself. "Sweetie-"

"Don't sweetie me" she spat, "You're my boyfriend, but in there you acted as my anger therapist while that arse of a detective was insulting me."

"You're seeing things out of perspective", before she could retort, he added, "A shouting match was only going to make things worse. I was only trying to help out.", he looked at the floor in defeat, "I'm sorry if it came of the wrong way, will you forgive me?" he said looking up at her hopefully.

Kat felt a pang of regret for shouting at him and said "No, I'm sorry. I'm just angry at that detective and I took it out on you. Of course I forgive you. Just, try to stand up for me next time okay?"

He pulled her in for a hug and said "It's okay, and I thought he was a jerk as well. It's going to be okay, I promise.

She buried her head into his chest and asked "You promise?"

"I promise."

After a while of just standing there Kat remover herself from Ned and said "You still haven't answered my last question.", Ned looked at her in confusion as she continued, "When he said you let me move in so you could 'do the do' with me."

Ned sighed "Well, I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it, but I let you move in here because I like it when you're around and you're in need of help." He smirked and added, "If this situation leads to 'doing the do', as you called it, I wouldn't object, but if it doesn't that's okay as well. I really like you and I want to do thing on your terms."

Kat smiled as she pulled him in for a kiss. She really did have the sweetest boyfriend. It sometimes made her wonder how she got him. He was shy, sensible and calm and she was a hurricane wrapped in fury. How she got her master's degree in psychology while being a nut-case was a mystery as well. She sighed as their lips parted. It was going to be okay... she hoped.

Three days later and Katherine was well on her way to start living again. She had moved in with Ned completely and put the whole ordeal with the consulting detective behind her. Well, most of it anyway. She still couldn't believe what a rude dickhead he was. She called her best friend Leah, who was the daughter of her previous boss to pull some strings for her to get her old job back. It was a waitress job at a cafe nearby. It didn't pay a lot, but she didn't need much now she had moved in with her boyfriend and they were sharing expenses. Kat was just at the end of her afternoon shift when Leah called her to the office upstairs. She walked up the stairs wondering what she would have in store for her. Leah had a very vibrant personality once you got to know her. Otherwise she was even more socially awkward than Ned, which was one of the things Kat loved about her. When she walked into the office her best friend walked up to her holding two giant lizards. Kat almost fell down in shock. Lizards? Really? Leah laughed at her friends' shocked expression "Look at them, I just got them today. Aren't they beautiful?" she beamed "They're called Larry and Brad"

Kat looked down at the reptiles in her hands and watched in terror as one tried to climb up her sleeves. "You called me up here to show me your new lizards?" she asked, "This was
fun the first time, but these are your 12th? 13th lizards? I think you need an intervention." She laughed.

"I had to show them to you. My dad won't allow me to have any more so this will have to be our little secret." She winked.

"So you're making me your accomplice?" Kat joked.

"Yes" she replied matter-of-factly. "Now get back to work."

"I can't my shift is over." Katherine teased.

"Then what are you doing here? Get out of here." Leah joked and removed her lizards from her best friend's hands. Kat looked at her gratefully. Happy that she didn't have to hold 'Larry' and 'Brad' anymore. She hugged her friend goodbye and walked downstairs while throwing of her apron. She grabbed her black coat and made her way out. As she walked to the London underground her phone started vibrating. The caller ID wasn't visible so she answered carefully. "Hello?"

"Yes, hello" the voice on the other end replied. "This is John, John Watson from-"

"You're the colleague of that rude consulting guy" she finished for him.

"Erm, yes, about that. I think we have found a lead on your case."

"What?" she asked, not believing what she heard. "I thought your friend made it pretty clear it was a dead end.

"Yes, we thought so but then I saw on the telly that, you know, if you could just come over. I'll explain everything."

"Okay, I'll be there in a few hours." Kat promised, not knowing what to feel.

"Bye, see you then." John replied.

After he had hung up Kat felt conflicted. She was happy that they would help, but was reserved about getting her hopes up again. Also the thought of meeting mister consulting detective wasn't something she was looking forward to. Well, at least John would be there too, she thought.

After taking the longest shower in the history of bathing time she felt ready to face the day. She put on blue jeans, a white v-neck shirt and a grey scarf and made her way out the door. A perk of working at a café was that you could just snack there so she didn't feel hungry yet. Ned had taken the car to work so Kat was forced to take the underground to 221b. She didn't really like public transport. She couldn't get used to the small crowded vehicles no matter how hard she tried. Plus, for some reason the worst smelling people always stood right beside her. She praised the lord when she finally got to her destination. Walking to 221b she couldn't help but wonder what this new lead was. She hoped it was a big one. Well, she would find out soon. John promised he would explain everything so now all she could do was hope they would be able to figure it out. When she arrived at 221b she rang the doorbell. The same lady as a few days ago opened the door. When Kat wanted to greet her she was cut off by a loud bang.

Both Kat and Mrs. Hudson yelped in shock. "Erm, what was that?" Katherine asked carefully.

"Oh he's always going on about when he's bored. I've stopped trying dear. Don't worry it's nothing dangerous." And with that said, she left.

"It sounded like a gunshot." Kat called after her with a hint of stress in her voice.

She looked up the stairs with a slightly scared expression. What happened up there? She carefully walked up to 221b, not trying to make too much sound. Another bang.

Opening the door, she saw Sherlock splayed out on the couch, gun in his hand, aiming at the wall beside him. He didn't seem to notice the woman entering and fired another shot. Katherine squealed which caught the detective's attention. He put the gun down and sat up.

"Erm, Mr Holmes, what was that all about?" Kat asked cautiously.

"Bored!" The brilliant detective exclaimed. Before standing up.

"Right", Kat responded, "Where is John, he promised he wou-"

"He's out." Sherlock answered before she could finish her sentence. "He'll be back in a few but there's no need to wait around. Great. You're already wearing your coat, let's go."

"W-wait, John's not here? And where are we going? I really don't want to-"

Sherlock stopped in his tracks and sniffed her. "You own reptiles? How did I miss that?"

"How did you- and no I don't own reptiles. My friend is a crazy lizard lady. And you still haven't answered my question."

"Crazy lizard lady... right, of course" he pondered while putting on his coat.

Kat wanted to punch him. She didn't like him in the first place and now he wanted to go somewhere with her? They'd better be following the biggest lead of the century or she would blow. For a final time she asked the detective "For the last time, where are we going?"

He opened the door but before exiting the apartment, he turned to her and said with a smirk "To a crime scene"

(A/N) Hi there :) Sorry for the delay, I had exams last week. Anyway I hoped you liked this chapter. If you did, please leave a comment, if you didn't, please leave a review. Again, sorry for any errors, I'm Dutch so my English can be bad at times. I will try to update as soon as possible. You can also tell me in the comments what you'd like to see in next chapters and I'll see what I can do :