"Will you shut up for a minute?" Lestrade asked yelling over the enthusiastic mad man with a bow-tie who didn't seem to stop talking and Lestrade was supposed to be arresting.
The man immediately stopped bouncing and turned around to the detective. "I'm sorry, what?" he asked surprised for a moment.
Lestrade sighed then continued. "I said you're under arrest for destroying government property." Lestrade gestured around him to what little was left of the parliament building.
"Arresting me?" The Doctor asked taken aback by the thought. "What for?"
Lestrade raised his eyebrows. "What for? You bloody blew up parliament!" he shouted.
"I saved lives." The Doctor said in his defense. "I got everyone out of this building in one piece including yours!" The Doctor poked Lestrade in the arm before smiling.
Lestrade had to admit he did owe this man his life after being saved from the slavine, slakive, sl-whatever.
"It's my job." Lestrade said trying to defend his actions. "You blew up the building, you have to take responsibility."
The Doctor sighed and put his wrists out for handcuffs. He looked almost like a little kid who just lost an argument.
Lestrade shook his head while pulling out his handcuffs, then remembered something. Something very helpful.
"Sir, you see that police box over there?" Lestrade asked pointing across the street to a blue police public call box almost in the middle of nowhere.
The Doctor narrowed his eyebrows for a moment then smiled. "That one over there?" Doctor asked trying to suppress laughing.
"Yes. I want you to go wait in there." Lestrade said knowing that he was allowing the Doctor to go.
"Yes sir!" The Doctor said sprinting across the road to the TARDIS.
Lestrade laughed to himself then turned to go to his own ride when The Doctor yelled back to him.
"Inspector Lestrad!" The Doctor called sticking his head out the door of the box.
Greg Lestrade turned around again, smile still laid across his features. "Yes?" he called back.
"Arresting people for destroying government property isn't your division!" The Doctor quickly shut the doors then ran to the consol of his TARDIS, flipping switches and pressing buttons.
Greg was a bit taken aback by the comment but merely shook the thought from his head and watched as the blue box faded away on the street, leaving an empty sidewalk. What on earth was he supposed to tell the rest of the force now?
I hope all you Sherlockians got my 'not our division' joke. If not then I am deeply disappointed. Speaking of disappointed, nobody's reviewed my stories. Almost 7 people have subscribed but nobody has reviewed! How hard is it to simply type 'good job?' just saying. I try and review all the stories I read so it just hurts when nobody reviews mine.