"Holmes, what are you doing?" Lestrade asked as Holmes rolled down the windows of the car letting all of the cold air in.
"The car is smoking." Holmes said as thick smoke started to come out of the dash board.
"Get on the shoulder!" Lestrade yelled as he started to cough.
"But we are almost to the hid out!" Holmes yelled as he hung his head out of the car to see.
"Holmes, I would rather walk to the hide out then get smoked to death!"
Holmes reluctantly pulled over and got out of the car. As he put up the hood of the car, he heard a car horn behind him. As he looked over his shoulder, they saw Hopkins pull up and get out of his car.
"Hopkins!" Lestrade said with a grin, "Am I ever glad to see you."
"Thank Watson." Hopkins said as they piled into his car. "He said that you two could use some help. But I think he meant with the case, and not the car."
A/N: I will write more tomorrow. I have been rather busy with my school work. :)