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Sherlock - Sherlock part 3

"Use you as bait? Are you insane?" John asked.

I turned around and raised my eyebrow. "I did say it was an insane idea, John. Do keep up" I said before turning back to Sherlock.

"That's your idea? Use yourself as bait, to catch this killer?" Sherlock said.

"Yeah, that's the idea." I said.

"No." Sherlock said.

I raised my eyebrow. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. This man, that I barely knew, that, I could tell was just as crazy and intelligent as I was, told me not to do something. Something, that could help us with the case.

"No?" I said.

"Yes, no. No, it's not happening. You could get killed" Sherlock said.

"Do you care?" I asked.

Sherlock pondered for a moment. He wasn't normally one to care. He was a sociopath, he wasn't one for caring, at least, not caring that much about people, or what happened to them, or, even what happened to himself for that matter.

"I asked you a question, Sherlock." I said, a hint of impatience in my voice.

"Do I care? Let me think. I'm a sociopath. I don't really care about anyone" Sherlock said.

"So, no. Okay, then, I'm not listening to you, and I'm gonna do what could possibly help us catch this serial killer and help us solve this case then." I said grabbing my bag.

Before I could walk to the door Sherlock grabbed onto my wrist. I turned around, obviously shocked at his action.

"You aren't risking your life to solve this case. We'll do it a different way. Even if it takes longer." Sherlock said.

"I thought you weren't one for caring" I said.

"Not usually. No." Sherlock said.

"Then, why the bloody hell do you seem to care what happens to me? What does it matter whether I live or not? You don't know me" I said.

"Exactly. I want to be able to know you. And, I won't have the opportunity if you go and get yourself killed." Sherlock said.

I yanked my arm away. "Fine. We'll do it the hard way, if that's really what you want to do." I said setting my bag down.

I sat down on the couch and combed my hands through my hair. "I don't think a case has actually stumped me like this in five years." I said.

"We'll figure it out." Sherlock assured.

"How can you be so sure about that Sherlock?" I asked.

"Because, with both of us working on this case, how could we not?" Sherlock said.

Time skip

It had been two days. We had finally been able to catch the person, but, I had gone against what Sherlock had said. I used myself to lure out the serial killer, I kept it a secret, but he found out.

"How could you be so stupid?" Sherlock asked.

"Oh fuck off. Honestly, I know for a fucking fact that you have made stupid ass moves to catch a serial killer" I said.

"Who told you that?" Sherlock asked.

"John did. You going in, almost taking a pill that could have killed you, just to prove you're clever" I said.

"I knew he would come. I wasn't going to take it. You, on the other hand, intentionally made sure neither of us knew" Sherlock said.

"I'm a grown ass woman Sherlock. I can handle one damned serial killer." I said.

"I didn't say you couldn't" Sherlock said

I grabbed my bag. "That's what you implied." I said.

"I just didn't want to see you get hurt, or killed" Sherlock said.

"Why?" I asked.

"What?" Sherlock asked.

"I said, why?" I said.

"I care about you. As much as I hate to admit it, I care." Sherlock said.

I walked to the door. "Until next time" I said opening it, then walking out, closing it behind me.