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Here's my story; it's short and not my best. I wrote it like a year and a half ago. So let me know how bad it really is.

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Lestrade arrived at Baker Street a little earlier than expected. As she walked up the 17 steps, she knocked on the door, and was opened by Sherlock Holmes.

"Hey, Holmes, I'm a lil...." said Lestraud, but was cut off by Holmes grabbing her by the arm and dragging her in the room, shutting the door behind them.

"Holmes, what are you....!"

"This." said Holmes grabbing her by the shoulders and kissing her. After they parted, she looked at him and Holmes said,"I've been wanting to do that for a long time."

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Lestrade's alarm clock went off, resulting in it being chuncked across the room and shattering to pieces on the floor.

"Zedding alarm clock, why'd you have to go off now?!" grumbled Lestraud sleepilly."Oh, wait, oh my god, I just had a dream about Holmes, and not just any dream. I kissed him -- well, he kissed me, but....zed!"

"Ok, get ahold of yourself, Beth, it was just a dream," she said comforting herself, as she drove towards Baker Street. She landed her cruser and got out, and looked around.

"Ok, I'm going to go up there, knock on the door, he will open the door, Holmes will Not kiss me.(althought it would be nice)It was only a dream, remember."

She slowly walked up the stairs, hesitated at the door, then she took a deep breath, rose her hand and knocked. She heard Holmes walk to the door, hesitate, then open it.

"Hey, Holmes, whats up?" she said with a slight nervous laugh.

"Lestrade, are you quite all right?"

"Wha.. oh yeah, I'm fine."

Holmes raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, well, sorta."

"Go on."

"Well, it's kinda embarrasing."

"I wont tell anyone, Lestrade, I promise."

"All right. Look, last night I had a dream."

"I see." he said a little uncomfortabley. "And what was this dream about?"

"You."

"I see," he said, looking down at the floor, suddenly finding it interesting.

"You seem to be taking it better than i thought you would."

"Well...er.. i have to tell you something. I also had a dream last night."

"About what?"

"You," he admitted as he looked up at her.

"Me?"

"Yes."

"Zed, I wonder if we had the same dream?"

"I don't know." he said, standing."Did yours end like this?" he asked as he walked over to her, pulled her to him and kissed her. At first she hesitated, then she slid her hand around his neck to deepen the kiss. A few moments later, they parted, breathless.

"No, but that was close," she said, kissing him again.

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Soo, what do you think? Bad? Ok? I can take it.