Well. This was supposed to come out 3 days ago. Oh God X.x I have had SOOOOO much school work and home work and after school stuff the last few days, my brain is practically mush. I literally tried to "use the force" to get a pen as I couldn't be bothered to get up and fetch. I will probably die of laziness before I'm 21 :S. Oh well, its the weekend now so I have free time to regain my sanity. Until I have dinner with my 3 male cousins and brother...

Wish me luck!

Sherlock, John and Lestrade belong to the BBC

Elsa belongs to me :)

"Ah Elsa, come over here and look at this." The detective said calling over the forensics scientist. It was taking Sherlock a lot of effort to hide how nervous he was about talking to the aqua eyed girl again."Tell me what you see."

Elsa knelt down and looked over the body, her eyes picking up every detail they could find."Nothing that you probably haven't already noted." Elsa wasn't doing as good a job at hiding her feelings as the person opposite her, and Sherlock could hear the hurt in her voice.

"Look, Elsa I'm sorry."

"Sorry about what?"

"Last time I saw you I was horrid and I'm so sorry. Do you forgive me?"Elsa looked into the detectives eyes and was surprised to see them filled with sadness.

"Of course I forgive you. Friends?" Now it was Sherlock's turn to be surprised. He had upset her and she still wanted to be friends? The detective smiled.

"Friends."

A few more minuets past of the two looking at the body before Elsa broke the silence.

Your hairs different. It looked better before you know.

"Yeah." Sherlock laughed. "Just giving it a go, not that sure on the clothes ether personally"

Elsa grinned, trying not to burst out laughing "The jeans suit you. You should wear them more, the other stuff, not so much"

"Maybe I should get advice from Connie Prince in the future.." That's when they both lost it and started laughing, earning them strange looks from other members of the Scotland Yard force.

"Sherlock we can't laugh its a crime scene!" Elsa said still smiling.

"I know" The detective replied grinning from ear to ear. "Did you pick up any samples of things that may be useful before I came."he said changing the subject.

"Er...sure why"

"Ill need to take them with me to analyse back at the flat. Do you want to come and help? The detective already knew he would need an assistant and John was always rubbish at this sought of thing.

"Ok."Elsa was puzzled. " Are you sure you'll need my help?"

"Well I'm not going to get Anderson to help me am I? Sherlock smiled" John we're leaving"

"Already, Sherlock you've only been here 20 minuets." Lestrade said looking at the detective with a questioning look

"well I find it easier to concentrate when I'm at home. I hope you wont mind me stealing your forensics scientist."

Lestrade looked over to Elsa who nodded, letting him know it was ok with her.

"Um, sure ill just call Anderson."

"Excellent! Ill let you know when I have news." and just like that, the detective was off to hail a cab. Leaving John and Elsa running to catch up with him.

It was about 2 hours later, and Sherlock was still looking at the samples with Elsa's help

Pass me fibre number...7" the detective said pointing to a small piece of string on a glass slide. Elsa did as she was told handing him the slide and watching him adjust the microscope before standing up.

Do you want to have a look?" Sherlock asked her with a smile. Elsa sat down and looked into the microscope with a puzzled look on her face.

"I don't see anything." She said looking embarrassed

"Don't look for something, just look."

Elsa looked again "Er..."She laughed "Nope. Still nothing. Sorry Sherlock."

Sherlock laughed with her "Oh well, never mind."Elsa got out of the chair and walked towards the kitchen cupboards.

"I'm hungry mind if I get something?"

"Er sure."

"Want anything?"

"Ok."

Elsa walked back to the table with a bowl of crisps, setting down in her seat and preparing more slides, while the detective carried one looking at the samples.

This was going to take a long time.