Cat Got Your Tongue?

Part 1

by Angel (aisumitsukai at home.com)
Kerthunk!!
"Ha! Gotcha, Fenwick!" Inspector Beth Lestrade had just (without too much difficulty) knocked Fenwick unconscious against a wall.
Unfortunately, Moriarty was still at large.
Holmes, Watson and she were in a old warehouse on the not too friendly side of New London. She couldn't remember exactly how they had found Moriarty's newest H.Q.; the past few days had been just a swirl of colours. Of course Holmes had probably just put two and two together and had gotten them there without explaining anything, as usual. But that didn't matter, as long as they got Fenwick back to Scotland Yard for interrogation.
We would have gotten Moriarty, too! If he hadn't dropped one of those zedding tear gas grenades on us! thought Lestrade as she handcuffed Fenwick.
"We should probably be getting back." Watson remarked. "Chief Inspector Greyson was expecting us an hour ago."
"Patience, Watson, is something all yardies have to learn. I doubt very much that the chief inspector has suffered very much," Holmes replied.
"Besides, we've got Fenwick." Lestrade glared at Holmes,"Not all Yardies are impatient, y'know."
Sherlock Holmes simply smiled.

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