Chapter VI - Oh God, Please, No

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'Any new news, brother?' Mycroft asks as soon as Sherlock steps into his office. Sherlock hands his brother his notes, and Mycroft looks through them.

'Alright, Clara,' Mycroft says, 'I'm just going to ask some more questions that my brother failed to ask himself.' Clara nods and notices Sherlock roll his eyes from next to her. 'How did Mr Pink die?' he asks.

'He was hit by a car,' Clara replies. She really does not want to talk about this--it is still a sensitive subject for her.

'I see, and how did you two meet?'

'Danny and I were both teachers at Coal Hill School.'

'Now, you said you and your friend Ash have lots in common; care to name any traits?'

'What is this, another interview?' Clara asks.

Mycroft sighs. 'No, I am simply asking the questions my brother didn't care to ask.'

'Alright. Well, we both knew my friend John Smith...' Should I mention that we will both be around for a while? '... but that's about it. We get along well, though.'

'Interesting. What classes did you two teach at Coal Hill?'

'I taught English, and Danny taught Maths.'

'And what is the name of your restaurant? Can you tell me a little bit about it?'

'It's an American Diner that we started in Nevada, USA and decided to move to London. So, you know, we sell American style food.'

'Great. Well, Sherlock, that is all I have. It seems that you have no more evidence, period.'

'What am I supposed to do then?' Sherlock growls.

'Well, seeing as we have no proof, we cannot send her to jail.' Clara sighs, relieved. 'So I suggest house arrest. I will have my best man watch her, and will give you permission to do so.'

Clara groans. 'You're not on my side, then.'

'Great. Who is this man?' Sherlock agrees.

'Well, none other than the one-and-only William Sherlock Scott Holmes.' Mycroft grins.

'Brother, please, no--' Sherlock protests, burying his face in his hands. Clara's mouth is slack in shock.

'Tut, tut. It is already done. This is your case, after all.'

The brothers argue for a while, but for Clara, the rest is a blur.

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WC: 369


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