Sherlock Imagines

Anything But Ordinary (Part 2)-Sherlock

After about a week your furniture arrived and was brought into your flat. You arranged everything just the way you wanted it and smiled satisfied. You hadn't really met anyone yet even though it had been a week. You did get the name of your landlady, Mrs. Hudson.
There were a couple of people living in the flat farther up the stairs. They made quite a racket up there. Mrs. Hudson would bring you tea on occasion and then complain about them making so much noise. You found it quite funny and wanted to meet them one of these days. The only thing was that you didn't like being the first one to introduce yourself. You were kind of shy but then after getting to know the person you'd open up completely. Today was your first day at Scotland Yard so you grabbed your things and left Baker Street.

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You arrived at Scotland Yard and walked inside. A man with silvery hair walked up to you and smiled.

"Are you y/n?" He asked.

"Yes I am. And you are?" You questioned.

"Greg, Greg Lestrade. I'm the detective inspector." He explained briefly.

"I see. I assume you're good at your job then?"

"Uh, well I guess you could say that." He said.

"Stop being so modest. I'm sure you're a great detective inspector." You said smiling.

Greg chuckled a little awkwardly and then cleared his throat.  "Well then, let's get you set up here."  He finally said.

He started to lead you to your spot but you stopped him. "I prefer to work on cases at home."  You said.

"Oh!  Alright then.  Well I'll contact you when we have a case then."  He said and left.

You smiled and turned around, immediately bumping into someone. You would have toppled over to the ground if that same person hadn't grabbed your arm and pulled you back up. You straightened up and then looked up at the man.

"You should really pay attention to where you're going."  He said.

"Well I didn't know I was supposed to have eyes on the back of my head."  You responded. "I think it's you who should watch where you're going." 

"You're from America."  The man pointed out.

"Duh!"  You said.

The man gave you a weird look and you rolled your eyes, extending your hand out to him.

"My name is y/n and yes I did come from America."  You introduced yourself.

The man took your hand in his and shook it, "I'm Sherlock Holmes."  He said.

"Nice to meet you Sherlock."  You said and then looked him up and down before smiling. "It's nice to finally meet my neighbor." 

And with that you left. Sherlock stared after you with a confused expression.

"Who was that?"  John asked coming up to Sherlock.

"Our neighbor."  Sherlock answered still staring down the way you'd gone.

"Oh! She works here?"  John asked.

"I don't know. But I am going to find out." 

He then left Scotland Yard and hailed a cab, heading Bach to Baker Street. You had interested him and he was now set on figuring you out. Nothing could stop him now, cause as he would say it, the game is on!