This one-shot happens during The Blind Banker.
Rose was on her way back to Torchwood after checking some suspicious Rift activity that turned out to be nothing. She spent most of her days at Torchwood, ever since Bad Wolf Bay. She told the Doctor how she felt and she knew he'd been about to repeat those words. That was enough to give her strength, hope. She had to find a way back.
She rounded the corner and saw a bloke, not one of the homeless she expected. He wore a long dark coat, trousers, dress shoes, and a blue scarf. Wait. He was bloke who was digging through a skip a few weeks back…or had it been months? She wasn't really sure. The days seemed to blend together.
Sherlock inspected the graffiti on the wall. Some of it had been painted over making it indecipherable. He sighed in frustration. In order to work out the code he needed more.
"I didn't figure you for a graffiti artist," a woman said, drawing his attention.
He shined his torch in her direction, making her shield her eyes. She wasn't one of the homeless. He dropped the light down, wondering what she was doing there. He'd seen her before…where? Blonde hair, blue shirt, black jacket, black trousers…then it hit him. A previous case. He saw her when he was digging through a skip in an alley looking for that pink bag.
She was smiling, but he ignored that.
"I'm looking for evidence," he replied, shining the torch around the area.
Evidence? She glanced over him. He didn't seem like someone who worked for the Yard, but then she hadn't been in that universe very long.
"What? Like spray paint cans? That sort of thing?" she asked.
"Why? Have you seen any?"
"Yeah, back that way," she pointed behind her, "Next to the tracks near the garages."
He hurried off in that direction and then paused, turning around. She was walking the way he'd come from.
"You should take care walking alone at night in this neighborhood," he warned, not entirely sure why he was saying it. He didn't worry about people. "Could be dangerous."
She grinned.
"Wouldn't that be something?"
He found himself returning her smile. Then he realized what he was doing and turned back. He needed to find that code and crack it so he could figure out who was responsible for the murders.
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