Chapter 2 new
What's wrong with Sherlock?
When Gibbs, Ziva and McGee, who was still a little green, came walking out of the elevator, they found Tony sitting at his desk.
"Holmes is in interrogation, Boss, and Doctor Watson is in the conference room," he said, meeting his boss' eye. "Holmes didn't say one word on the way here."
"McGee, pull up his file." McGee nodded and started typing on his computer. Gibbs looked at him again when he didn't get it within a minute. McGee was still typing, not lifting his eyes from his screen.
"McGee?"
"Boss, it's top secret . I can't enter it."
"It's not flagged or something, is it?"
"No, I just can't access it."
"Dammit, who is this guy?!"
"Wait, Boss, I found something on the Internet. He has a site, called 'The Science of Deduction'." McGee's eyes went over the page. "When I've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how mad it might seem, must be the truth," he muttered. "Genius."
He pulled it up on the big screen for everyone to see. He clicked at the forum. The first message was some strange request about a rabbit, but on the second he found a link to 'John's blog'. Apparently Doctor Watson had a blog. Thinking this might be a little more interesting and useful, because this site was only about Holmes' detective work, McGee opened it. The last entry was at March the 16th.
"Boss, I've come over this before, about a year ago. Some internet friend mailed me. Back then I thought someone was posting fiction on his blog, for others to enjoy. I didn't read it." Tony looked accusatory at him. "What?!" McGee asked.
"Who is going to interrogate Mister Holmes?" DiNozzo asked suddenly.
"I am," Gibbs said, looking at the big screen with the green and white blog on it. You saw those much more often these days, maybe he should have another look at it later.
Vance walked into the bullpen suddenly. "Did I hear Mister Holmes mentioned?" he asked.
"Apparently your ears are working perfectly fine, Leon," Gibbs commented.
"We need to talk , in my office," Vance said, walking away. Gibbs walked after him, leaving his team to themselves.
Tony and Ziva looked at each other, unsure why Vance had any interest in this particular case, and then turned to McGee. "McFiction, tell us what stories this Doctor wrote down," Tony said.
"From what I can see now, they live together," McGee answered, "John and Sherlock. Oh, and in the beginning he only wrote because his therapist said so. They seem to have gone through quite a lot of adventures and cases. The site only dates back one and a half years. This private detective has solved a whole bunch of cases from what I read."
"Now I'm curious about this guy," Tony said. "He didn't seem like the solving type to me, more the causing part. Let's go and have a look at him, we can't do anything here anyway." Ziva and McGee nodded. That man in an interrogation room, should be fun to watch, certainly since Gibbs was going to interrogate him soon!
When the three of them entered the observation room, they found the tall man slowly walking back and forth in the small room at the other side of the glass. Ziva looked at the one technical man in the room. "Has he done anything other than this since he got in?" she asked him.
"Well, no. First he only sat there, not moving, until he jumped up to start walking like that. He asked for his violin, he obviously didn't get it," the man said, smirking, before turning back to the monitor in front of him.
They watched him for about four minutes, just pacing between the two walls, before he pulled the chair away from the table and sat down on it. He started making strange movements with his head and hands. It seemed not right.
McGee looked at Tony. "Something is wrong," he said in a low voice. "Maybe he has some kind of medical condition?"
"I'm calling Ducky," Tony said, and got his phone to do so.
"No," McGee said, "better call doctor Watson. He knows him better than Ducky."
"You're right," Ziva said. "I will go get him right away."
"I'll still calling Ducky," Tony said and started dialling.
Just then Gibbs came in. "I passed Ziva on my way in, she was hurried and didn't stop to explain. Is there something going on I should know about?" he asked. Tony just pointed to the dark haired man in the next room. Gibbs looked and didn't answer the questioning looks the others threw at him about his talk with Vance.
Ten seconds later Ziva came back in, with Doctor Watson. He first looked at the team, and then briefly at his friend.
"Oh, he's in his Mind Palace. Don't worry about him–" he was interrupted by a "What?" from Gibbs, Tony and Ziva. McGee looked away from the detective to John, surprised.
"That technique actually works?!" he said, surprising the others.
"For him it does, at least. Just leave him alone until he comes out of it. He won't look at you or talk to you if you try to get him out now. It shouldn't take too long. Ah, look, he's finished." Sherlock's eyes flew open and sat back in satisfaction. He let his hands rest and took a deep breath.
John smiled at them. "I suppose you will want me to leave now," he said.
"You are from England, aren't you?" Ducky asked. "I'm Doctor Mallard, may I join you in the conference room for a good cup of tea?"
"Always good to talk to a colleague!" John said, before Ducky took him with him, out of the room.
A/N: Thanks for reading, reviewing, following and/or favoriting. You guys are great! Thanks AllThatIWant for beta-reading this, and Goldfishmind for her advise. Next up: an interrogation...