June 20, 2005
Sherlock's POV
Faster than he wants, time runs out and he knows that they need to separate for the evening. He doesn't want to leave, he wants to stay here where he feels like he is wanted and not pressured.
Still, come nine pm, he stands up, stretching slightly before waiting for John to stand as well.
-I've really enjoyed our visit, you're doing a lot better than you think.- The doctor tells him with a pleased smile. -You've done really well. Far faster than expected. Don't be surprised if you have bad days. It happens to everyone, particularly people who are really smart.-
He's not sure if he really believes the praise, but everything in John seems honest and open. He's always been pretty good at reading a situation and a person with just a look, even though he is slow at times. Since meeting his doctor, there hasn't been anything in his behavior show that he lied in some way or is being anything more than truthful.
The two of them make their way through the clinic to the front room where Jim is waiting.
He stops in shock when he spots a second person waiting with the agent, a slender young man with dark-hair, dark-eyes, large glasses, and relaxed posture. His eyes skim over the new person, studying him as he tries to get a good read on him and fails. Why is he failing? Is this one of those episodes both John and Jim have mentioned he will have where his brain tricks him?
-Sherlock, John, Jasper,- his minder introduces, motioning to each of them in turn.
Immediately, he realizes that this Jasper must be the person the agent referred to as Pike the previous Saturday when speaking to his brother. That means this young man has to be an agent too, but he looks too young. Only, as his eyes flicker over the slightly taller agent, he notices things he might not have otherwise looked for. Callouses on both his hands that proclaims he knows how to use weapons, other callouses that show his computer use, the lenses being for show rather than need.
-Hello Sherlock, John,- the second agent signs in BSL, -I decided to check in with my troublesome friend since he causes mischief when left on his own too long.-
-I can believe that,- John smoothly replies, lips quirking in a small smirk.
-I'm completely innocent,- Jim denies, the mischief in his eyes giving away the fact he is joking.
He snorts, ducking his head a bit and smiling, part of him wanting to comment but not being able to pull it off.
-I should get to work, there are a few people who seem to lack the sense given to an insane person on how to avoid dying, being injury, or getting lost.- Jasper-Pike remarks with a nod, -It's been a pleasure meeting you, we'll have to have lunch sometime. I think it would be interesting.-
Before anyone has a chance to respond, the slender man is turning and leaving, quiet and quickly.
-Interesting friend, I'd lay odds he causes as much havoc as you, only he doesn't present like a psychopath or sociopath the way you do.- His doctor comments, eyeing Jim, lips quirked in a crooked smile.
-Because I'm the psychopath and he's more often than not my consciousness.- The agent replies with a lazy shrug, -We've been friends for years.-
-How does that work?- he asks absently, staring after the agent who just left.
Grinning, Jim replies, -He was the undercover agent I met two years prior to being recruited, and he was the agent sent to eliminate me who recruited me instead. It's not uncommon for us to be teamed up, and we can cause massive havoc when we work together, but he tends to keep me from the most destructive parts of my personality unless, of course, it's needed.-
Chewing his lip, he nods, and thinks about it some more. How did they become friends? He wonders, tilting his head and thinking about it, why did they become friends after meeting like that?
-How about we discuss it tomorrow morning?- Jim suggests, before tugging a small notepad out of his pocket and offering it to John. -Since we never finished the challenges, I wrote down everything I could think of. I'll let you decide how right or wrong I was.-
Chuckling soft, the noise a low husky huff, John accepts the small notepad. -Agreed. Tomorrow afternoon?-
-We'll be here,- Jim agrees with a glance at him, waiting for his nod of agreement.
-Until then, goodnight Sherlock, Jim.- the doctor remarks, walking them to the door and bidding them goodnight.
-Good night, John,- he comments with a nod.
He has even more to think about now. Like the fact there is something familiar about Jasper, and how can a psychopath have such a strong friendship when he lacks empathy, isn't empathy the bases of friendship?
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So anyone wanna guess who Jasper is TV/Movie wise?