(Come on, people, this is just a filler)

Please don't get mad at me for hogging! I wanna find out what happens!

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Lestrade had absolutely no idea where she was. All she knew was that she had been running forever and was absolutely exhausted.

"Beth. Where are you going? Don't you want to see me again?" An icy voice from behind her sent shivers down the inspector's back.

Lestrade turned around slowly, trying to remember if she was carrying a knife.

The Dragon Lady smiled at her. "You do remember me, don't you? I know you've been busy with bringing back that dead detective of yours and all, but you've always had such a good memory."

"What do you want?"Beth hissed quietly, trying to keep the tremor out of her voice.

"Oh, just revenge, my dear girl, just revenge."

"Yeah, whatever. I mean, geez, you're getting to sound just as theatrical as Moriarty. He's always saying the same things over and over, and you know what? Watson, Holmes and I are still alive! Funny, isn't it?" Lestrade regained her self-composure in an instant.

"Don't mock me, girl; you know I could crush you in a second. I was, after all, the one who taught you all you know."

"Ya, you taught me how ta hurt people. I already knew most of what I needed to know, to do what I was going to do."

"You would be just as useless now as you were twelve years ago, if it weren't for me. And look how you repaid me, by putting my gang in jail!"

"The only reason I put them away was because of what you did to my parents. You were the only person on that list I never got back at!"

"I'm also the only person that list you will never get back at."

"I'm not even gonna bother arguing with you. You're too theatrical." And with that, Lestrade ran. She knew it was pointless, but she had done a lot of pointless things in her life. And she was still alive, so it was worth a chance.

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There you go! Now I am completely out of creative juices. See ya 'round!