BAM! Something crashed into Sherlock and sent him sprawling onto the floor. He felt a figure fall onto his back, squashing him and he wheezed as all the air flew out of his lungs.
"Watson!" He yelled and she quickly scrambled off him.
"I'm so sorry!" She said and then glanced at the phone in her hand. "I caught him!" She said in disbelief and grinned widely. Sherlock rolled onto is back and glared at her.
"What are you doing? Have you suddenly gone mad?" She looked at him sheepishly.
"Sorry. I wasn't looking out and you're just too quite. You know Pokémon, right? Well, this let's you catch them in real life. Well, not real life. Basically you walk around and they come up on your phone."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you Watson, but I am not a Pokémon." He said sarcastically and got up. "Next time you attempt to murder me, find a better excuse." He started walking away and she grinned.
"It was a 142 CP Jigglypuff!" She yelled after him. He ignored her. "I'm calling it Sherlock." She said to herself.
"No you are not!" She heard him shout and smiled.
X(X()X)X
They were in the police car on their way to the precinct. It's not that it irritated him that Joan kept glancing at that damned phone with the damned game it's just that... Well okay. It irritated him.
"Could you please concentrate Watson? At least try to be professional." She frowned at him.
"Come on Sherlock. We're not doing anything. Besides, it's not that unprofessional. Everyone is playing it now." He used his best glare and finally she succumbed and put her phone down. "Fine." They rode in silence and then Sherlock noticed the detective looking at his phone with a thoughtful look. Thinking it was news from Captain Gregson, he leaned in and-
"Not you too." He said with his voice raised, nearly shouting. Detective Bell smirked.
"Hey Joan. You know that Squirtle you really want? Well guess what I see just out the window?"
"What?!" Joan lunged for her phone.
"Too late! Caught it!"
Sherlock shook his head at them. He really didn't understand the fun in searching for fictional creatures that didn't do anything, but he let them argue over how Marcus stole Joan's monster. Actually, this was turning out to be quite amusing.
X(X()X)X
It was the third hour of going over evidence and Sherlock was getting tired. The case seemed straight forward enough, but they just couldn't seem to be able to find the body or the stolen money. They caught the murderer who confessed to everything, but he was giving them a hard time. It was pretty standard behaviour, the man was going to prison either way.
"Break time." Watson declared and got up. "Want some coffee?" He tilted back on his chair and nodded. Soon she was back with two cups and they sat together in a comfortable silence. She took out her phone. After a few minutes she looked up at him. "Hey Sherlock, come see this." He walked over and rolled his eyes when he recognised PokémonGO. "No but look." He looked closer, actually paying attention to what was on the screen this time and he saw a bird like creature on the table, standing next to the coffee. He looked at back at Joan and smiled at her excitement.
"I assume it's not a common one?"
"It's a Starly. Look how cute this guy is!" She said and he tried not to laugh.
"I admit, it has a certain appeal."
"I know you think it's cute."
"Go on, catch it." She flicked her finger across the screen and a pokéball flew at the Starly. "You missed." She rolled her eyes and tried again. This time she captured him inside the ball. It rolled once. Twice. Third time and... Caught!
"Yeah! Okay. This one reminds me a bit of you, it's definitely gonna be named Sherlock. There's no way to argue your way out of this one." He didn't say anything, trying not to think of the fact that she was basically calling him cute. She quickly changed the nickname and grinned. "Okay, I think the break is over. You ready to get back to work?" Sherlock sat back down at his seat.
"We got a lot of work ahead of us, Watson."
He pushed PokémonGO and the Starly out of his mind. Time to solve the case.