G'day fellow Holmes fans! How are we? I'm in the best mood - once again! Watched "Sherlock Holmes: Case of Evil" - has anyone else see that? It stars James D'arcy as a young Holmes, and Vincent D'onofrio as Moriarty. It's quite good! Also, just recently became a 'Law and Order: Criminal Intent' fan. Yay!

Also quite good was "A Very Long Engagement" and. . . very very good was "The Aviator", and finally, I saw a rather brilliant Roo theatre production of "Les Miserables"- good stuff!

Sigh so much entertainment, its wonderful.

(About 2 weeks after writing the above) So, I have now officially started my distance uni course and certificate IV in Screen. I'm so not going to have anytime for fanfics for a while. But here is a pre made chappie. Just pop in the microwave...and enjoy (hopefully!)

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I cannot even begin to express the gratitude I was feeling towards Holmes at this moment. Indeed, if Holmes did not believe Greenwood was the culprit - (that is, if there even was a culprit) then he was most certainly an innocent man. Granted there was a possible motive, but I felt confident that Lestrade or anyone else from the Yard would not find anything remotely resembling actual physical evidence against Greenwood - he is a noble doctor, like myself, whose main purpose is to help rid the world of disease and do his best to prevent death - not cause it.

"Now Watson, do you require a summarization of the obvious facts so far known to us" Holmes began, leaning against a nearby rail "or have you actually been paying attention?"
I straightened my jacket indignantly "Of course I've been paying attention. I may be getting on in years, but that does not make me a confounded dimwit!" I responded. "Right then" Holmes grinned. "There isn't much we can really do until we have the results of the autopsy - there is no point wasting time investigating her 'murder' if it was in fact, an accident"
"A tragic one" I added. "But what if it was murder? Shouldn't we have a sort of contingency plan so if the worst were to happen we shall be prepared?" I asked. Holmes paused for a moment, tapping his reedy fingers absently against the rail, as if pondering what our next move . . . well, our first move, would be.

"If it is found that her death was not accidental, and the autopsy finds that certain chemicals had induced her collapse, we must begin by retracing Claudette Greenwood's footsteps, to discover if there was someone else in her life, besides John Greenwood, who would have the motive for murdering her. Of course, every little detail may later prove to be vital to the case."

Holmes checked his gold pocket watch, the afternoon air was rapidly growing cooler as evening approached. "First thing in the morning, we shall talk with Lestrade to ascertain what the autopsy has found. But until then, I suggest we make our way back to Baker street, as it is almost time for dinner. I dare not aggravate Mrs. Hudson further this week, or she may retaliate and over cook the meat!"

The next day it had been discovered that a form of nicotine poisoning had been the major cause of Claudette Greenwood's death. Such a substance had been found in Greenwood's medical satchel. That, coupled with a scathing statement from the maid had been damning. Nothing Holmes or I could say, at this early time, could persuade Lestrade from withholding Greenwood's charge of murder. The evidence appeared overwhelmingly against him. So it was done.

Nevertheless, I was determined to prove he was not a killer. It just wasn't in his nature.

"So Holmes, where exactly should we start?" I asked, still astonished that they had found such damning evidence so quickly - which was most certainly not like Scotland Yard at all!

"Well my dear Watson, we know the other night she held a dinner party, therefore we must establish who was present, and whom she was with."

Finding Hilary Huntington, the Greenwood's maid, was not a difficult task. Getting her to talk, well - that was another matter. "I've already told the constable everything, and I shall say no more" she snapped abruptly.
"Now look here young lady" I reasoned "there is a very important matter at hand here!" She looked up and huffed. "I do not care. Sir did not treat madam very well. He was often late to social events and her wonderful diner parties - which were the talk of the town - or would not turn up at all!" she muttered profanities regarding Greenwood, which I would rather my dear readers did not hear. "They fought often. He poisoned her, I know it! You saw him do it with your own eyes!" She hissed, picking up her belongings.
I eyed her suspiciously "You seem pretty sure it was poison in that draught. How do you know it was not meant to help her, as he said?"
"Well," she replied with a deadpan expression "it didn't do her much good."

Now was Holmes' turn. I was really becoming quite fed up with this ill-mannered young lady. "Now Ms Huntington, do you know of anyone who may wish your madam any harm? - Besides Doctor Greenwood?"
"No sir, she was adored as a near Goddess by many men, she was always receiving gifts, flowers..." she replied, almost proudly. "Any particular gentlemen you care to divulge the identity of?" Holmes carefully prompted.
"No, I don't think so" she replied icily."

I decided to ask one more thing before we left. "Would you be able to live with yourself if Doctor Greenwood was innocent, and the one who murdered your precious Madam were still at large?"
And with that, we left.

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Thanks to those kind people who have been reading/reviewing!