Again I do not own Sherlock or any other characters from the show, only Kathrine, her family and friends.

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Sherlock woke with a start, there was loud band and he took his gun from under his pillow, and opened the door with caution. He looked down the hall then walked into the kitchen searching for John, or the source of the bangs. He noticed a note on the counter that read.

Sherlock I didn't want to bother you while you were in your mind palace or whatever it is you do in your room (Sherlock scowled at the remark) with the door locked so I am leaving you a note. As you may or may not know it is a Friday night and I have a date don't wait up.

Sherlock put down the note and opened the door that led to the stairs, upon doing so he noticed that the bangs were not bangs but music coming from downstairs. As he walked down the stairs he found the source of the noise it was coming from the basement.

He went to the door to knock but he then realized that the knock would not be heard due to the volume of the song, so he just walked in finding that it was not locked, such a stupid thing to do in London. Upon entering the volume seemed much louder, he noticed the shower was running so he laid himself on the couch and put his hands under his chin in a prayer formation hoping to go to his mind palace as he waited for the girl.

But he soon found it impossible to concentrate the music he could block out but he was hit with an aroma roses and the scent wavered through the air as if its only mission was to invade his senses and then he heard her she was singing along with the music.

Hey baby what's that sound, I make a few steps then I fall on the ground, it's a long shot but darling I couldn't love you more, come on, come on.

Hey baby, give it a try, I can find an answer if you want to know why, I know I'm a nerd but give another play to this song, come on, come on.

How would it sound if we spent the night out.

Sherlock noticed from the beginning that she had an amazing voice and as she kept singing keeping pace with the pulsing house music he found himself wondering how it would be if they went out. He quickly killed the thought and went to scanning the room for more clues into her life.

She didn't have much, he saw a high school diploma and that had been dated for three days ago. She left abruptly, he assumed she had run away due to her lack of luggage, however what she was running from he couldn't make out. She noticed some photos one more recent maybe two months her and her father at what seemed like a wedding. Also another photo of her and her friends at some kind of party, but he noticed another photo peaked out from behind and behind that several others.

They were photos of her with some man an older man maybe mid to late thirties. He must have been some kind of lover they were kissing in almost every photo he notice the wedding ring tan. But she was smart she must have known.

Suddenly the shower turned off. He put the photos back and rerurned to the couch. He heard the door open and looked up to see Katherine naked she quickly caught notice of someone else in her apartment and grabbed a gun from under the counter and pointed it at Sherlock. 'god Sherlock you're going to get yourself shot if you sneak up on me like that again,' she said putting the gun back where it belonged and putting her hands on her hips waiting for an explanation. Sherlock stuttered 'um you're naked.' 'Yeah I am but that's what you get when you break into someone's apartment while there in the shower.'

He couldn't help but stare at her the only other times he had seen a woman naked was in a magazine he found in Mycroft's room when he was ten, and on a metal table in the morgue but never in front of him. He never thought he would since he considered himself married to his work. She noticed him staring and grabbed a robe of a chair then put it on. 'Are your thoughts coming to you more clearly now that they aren't so distracted?' she smirked then blushed realizing what just went on.

'Yes they are, I came down because the music was so loud.' 'So you just decided you'd stay for a chat huh?' 'Um I don't know why I stayed but I wouldn't mind some company John is on a date.'

'Well to bad for you I am going out to a club and I figure that the nightclub scene isn't one you're interested in so goodnight.' 'What makes you think I don't do the clubbing thing?' 'Call it intuition,' 'well I'll have you know that I am interested and I am coming with you.' 'Fine but you'd better go change.'

Sherlock then left to put on his favorite purple dress shirt, black slacks, and some dress shoes. Within five minutes he was dressed and ready to go, he went back into her flat expecting her to be dressed and ready but he found her still in her robe applying make-up, with a loud sigh he flopped onto the couch in annoyance.

He hated having to wait, ever since he was a child, as she was getting ready he made different noises ranging from groans to barks. After about an hour Sherlock finally heard her say 'ready to go' he looked up from the couch and was astonished. At her ability to turn from a teenager to a woman with only make-up, a dress, and some very high heels. After regaining him ability to speak he groaned and said 'I've only been ready to go for an hour.'

They put on their jackets, and stepped out into the chill that comes with the night in London Sherlock grabbed her hand and they began to walk.

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Crap ending I know sorry about that, and sorry for it being short. The song I used was The Night Out by Martin Sloveig its great you should check it out. I will update as soon as I can but it might take a little longer that usual due to the fact that I started school :(. Remember to follow and review pretty please with a Benedict Cumberba