A Study in Solar Systems
Part 1: A Quick Astronomy Lessonby Trynia (tryniamerin at yahoo.com)
A story I'm trying out... please R and R?
It was another afternoon at 221B Baker Street, and another case
that Lestrade was filling Holmes in on, and she had run intoanother subject he needed updating on, namely astronomy. For
all he knew, according to the journals, he still believed in an
Earth-centered solar system. Something that would not help him
with the latest case. A solar yacht had had a technical malfunction
in one of its sails, and the crime appeared to have been
sabotage. Or so she was trying to convince the Chief Inspector!
So now she was trying to count to ten as she stood near the vid
player she'd dropped off at Holmes' apartment, struggling to keep
her patience with him.
"Honestly, how do you expect me to even begin to try and teach
you anything about this case if you don't even know basic
astronomy! ZED!" complained the spirited lady cop. Frustrated,
she chewed her lip and paced back and forth, with her arms across
The object of her tirade simply crossed his narrow knees and
leaned forward on his chair, shaking his head as he drew in a
deep breath. Bluish gray eyes fixed on hers, and he struggled to
grip his self-control. What was it about this woman that drove
him mad? Holmes wondered. Inhaling again he cleared his throat
and said, "My dear Lestrade, in my day astronomy was hardly a subject I wasted my efforts upon. The planets
and sun could orbit the Earth for all I am concerned...."
"Well, get with the 22nd century, Holmes." Lestrade whirled
on him, her dark hair cascading around her shapely face. In her
features he saw a hint of her predecessor, and perhaps that was
the start of his tension. Holmes felt his blood pressure rising.
"As I recall, My dear Lestrade, it was not I who brought me
into this time," he huffed, a puff of air fluffing up the bit of
reddish blonde hair that had slipped down over his forehead. Much
like Lestrade, he folded his arms over his chest and bit his lip,
mumbling to himself.
"All right," Lestrade relented, after mentally counting to ten.
"Now, here is a vid about astronomy. It should be basic enough
for you... I should have known this zed-forsaken problem would
come up sooner instead of later..."
"Lestrade, I know that this must have bearing on the case,"
Holmes sighed. "But you must have patience. Even a great
detective must know all the facts, and an inspector like yourself
must know that...."
"Sometimes I wonder why I bothered bringing you back," Lestrade
muttered under her breath as she tossed the disk at Holmes, and
he caught it neatly between his long slender fingers. Although
Holmes had heard her comment, he declined to return it, considering
it looked as if the lady inspector had a tough day. He had heard
the verbal tongue-lashings that Chief Inspector Grayson bestowed
on his superior officer, and knew it wasn't easy dealing with his
"Since you insisted on bringing me back," Holmes sighed as he
slipped on the videophones and inserted the disc neatly into its
compartment. "I suggest we calm ourselves since we must work
together -- since you insisted on having me work under you as I
recall -- which was your decision."
"If you say I made my bed and now I have to lie in it --"
Lestrade snapped as she whirled on him, her cheeks flushed red
Holmes raised an eyebrow under his videophones at her
suggestion, and she could see the tips of his ears turn red with
the start of a blush. He cleared his throat and crossed and
uncrossed his legs, as if shifting to get more comfortable in the
chair, and paid attention to the vid, "Most remarkable -- the sundoes sit at the center of the solar system --"
"Zed." Lestrade rolled her eyes.
"LESTRADE!" came a voice from her wristcom. Sighing again she
lifted the videocom to her mouth and punched the link to see the
image of her chief bane -- er, inspector -- swirl into the green-blue
"Lestrade here, talk to me --"
"There is a CRIME in progress and I don't need you lollygagging
about! I need ANSWERS, and I need them now! Is your deceased PI
going to spill or not?"
"I'm filling him in now, Chief --"
"Well, get a wiggle on and get back here straightaway, Lestrade!
The CEO of Nusolar is here chewing me arse red, and how am I
supposed to explain to him that the Yard is being held up in its
investigation by you?"
"All right already, zed, I'll be there --" she mumbled.
"Haven't you checked out the warehouse on pier 57 yet? A new
break-in happened just ten minutes ago -- and --"
"I'll be there!" Lestrade snapped as she punched the button and
banished the image of the Chief Inspector into blackness.
"He shouldn't yell at you," Holmes said softly, though his eyes
were veiled by the videophones, and his fingers were steepled
before him as he rested his elbows on his folded legs.
"I got used to it," Lestrade shrugged as she turned back.
"Still, since you are one of his top inspectors --" Holmes
started, and them stopped as Lestrade opened her mouth at the
"Why, Holmes, was that something nice you said?" Lestrade asked
with a lopsided grin, as she took the videophones and whisked them
off his face.
"Ah, ah, I'm learning astronomy," Holmes waggled a long finger
at her as he tried to reach the videophones.
"Admit it --" Lestrade grinned, holding them just out of his
"Blast you -- I need those --" Holmes groaned as he leapt out of
his chair and Lestrade leapt out of the way.
"What will you do for them?" she teased as she dangled them
On to Part 2!
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