Sherlock watched as John left. He then looked away, heading over. He slipped his jacket and shoes on, taking his phone out and responding to some texts
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he eventually got out and quickly got dressed before moving over. "ready?"
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
Sherlock put his phone away. He nodded. “Yes.†He murmured. He smiled, kissing his cheek before tuning and leaving the flat with John
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he smiled slightly and slowly took sherlocks hand, tangling their fingers together.
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Sherlock glanced down at their hands. He relaxed a bit, smiling, looking ahead.
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Sherlock smiked, giving his hand a faint squeeze.
After a while, they arrived to the crime scene. Sherlock pulled his hand away as he moved over to where Greg was standing. Greg glanced over. “Morning boys.†He greeted. Sherlock nodded.
“What’s going on Lestrade?†He askes. Greg blinked, gesturing to a body in the road.
“The suspects say she was hit by a bus. It was a hit and run.†Lestrade said. Sherlock frowned, moving over to the body.
“And hit and run, yet you called me down here. What do you have that made you call me? I know you wouldn’t have for a simple hit and run.†Sherlock said.
“Frank Hassan. The victim’s brother. Apparently he has something that doesn’t make this seem like just an accident.†Lestrade siad
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