A/N I AM SOOOO SORRY I WOULD HAVE UPDATED BUT A LITTLE THING CALLED YR 11 GOT IN THE WAY HOPE THIS MAKES UP FOR IT!
One little Boy
Chapter 14
Lestrade was bothered by the text message. Whoever it was clearly had power and influence and they wanted Sherlock. He had slept out in the living room on the floor by the couch that Sherlock had crashed onto after his emotional breakdown. WhatamIgoingtodowithyou?Yourextraordinaryandbrilliantandstupid.Godhelpme. He heard a groan, Sherlock was waking up.
"Morning" Lestrade said in an attempted cheery voice.
"Bite me" Sherlock grumbled turning over.
"I have to go to work today, but I'll come home if you need to, just call my mobile and I'll be here" Sherlock rolled his eyes and ignored him. Lestrade huffed and got up to make breakfast and have a shower. An hour later he was off to Scotland Yard. Sherlock was mindlessly flicking through channels when he spied something partially hiding under the pillow that Lestrade had used to sleep on.
hismobile.Adrenaline surged through his veins as he gazed at it. Curiosity warred with a burning desire to do right and make Lestrade proud of him, he wasn't sure whybut he had a burning need to make Lestrade proud of him for once. Eventually though curiosity won out and he quickly snatched up the phone. He went through his messages:
ScotlandYard10 he passed over those they were dull.
Personal2now these were interesting.
Mike Stamford
Hey Greg wanna get a drink? Meet me pub 4 beers : )
98475632
DI Lestrade relinquish Sherlock Holmes within 24 hours to avoid persecution.
over my dead body
Lestrade
If you wish
Sherlocks blood froze. He knew that phone number. His heart beat accelerated, he had promised himself that he would nevergo back to that place. Neversee that man again in his lifetime.
There was only one thing for it.
He had to run.