Quick note here. OK so when you see ««★»» that means time skip. I am doing this so those people who read this and love naming objects, get to name/dub stuff for fun! Also I am not going to be posting as often on Febuary 1st- March 1st. Till than I will post as much as possible... So here's the book!
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Girls P.O.V.

Well off we go I guess...

When we got into the back of a taxi Sherlock told the driver, "Take us to Scotland Yard." The cab started to move. I was sitting across from Sherlock and John. Man I'm bored. "How long until we get to this 'Scotland Yard'?" I asked. Sherlock looked at me than replied, "Not long." At that I looked out the window and watched the buildings pass by.

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Sherlock's P.O.V.

I looked at the mysterious girl that sat across from me. She had just looked out the window. Her eyelids started to fall closed. She must be very tired from blood loss. I looked at where the scratches would be on her arms, but... They healed? How could that many injuries heal in such a short time with no scaring or scabs?! The mystery this girl has just keeps growing.

"John? The girl has fallen asleep. We are almost at Scotland Yard, do you think you could wake her up?" Sherlock asked quietly. "Why can't you wake her?" John asked back. "Because I don't feel like it." Sherlock answered. "Fine, I will wake her." John said.

"Hey. Hey, come on. Time to get up, we are almost there." John tried to get her up without scarring the girl. But it didn't work, all she did was stir and pull herself into a ball. He tried again but this time speaking louder and shaking her shoulder. She jumped up and punched John in the stomach. I covered my laugh with a cough as I the girl started apologizing over and over again for her action.

After 3 minutes of awkward silence the cab came to a stop. We want out and John paid the cabbie. "I'm guessing this is the place?" The young lady asked nervously. "Yes it is. Follow me." I said monotonously, not wanting to talk to Lestrade.

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Girls P.O.V.

We walked into the building. "Who is Lestrade?" I asked. There was a pause. "He is a police Inspector." Sherlock said shortly. "Oh..." I replied.

"Here we are." Said Sherlock as he opened the door to a glass office. I walked in behind Sherlock, John trailing in afterwords. "Inspector," Sherlock continued bored, "We need to use the lab to take some Bio. samples and examine them. This girl has no clue as to who she is, nor where she came from." Lestrade looked at me, than looked back at Sherlock and John. "Go to the lab you know where it is." Lestrade said as if there was no arguing with the man that stood before him. I guess Sherlock may be have a stubborn attitude.

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We are in a lab. Huh, that is cool. I walked over to a microscope and looked at it from all sides. I heard a small rattle behind me but took no heed to the small sound.

When I looked up and turned around, Sherlock went and grabbed my right arm and tied a rubber thing around my bicep. What is he doing, And what is this thing on my arm? I thought as he wiped the inside of my arm off. Then he held my arm and moved to the side and John walked up to me. "This will only hurt a little." John said as he put a needle in my arm and started drawing blood. After 8 tubes of blood were filled he took the needle out and put a band aid on the spot where the needle was just seconds before.

"What was that for?" I asked clueless as to why they did that. "We need some DNA to identify you." John said as he turned around.

They took a saliva sample, and some other stuff I will not tell about. "How much looonngerrr!?!? I am BorEd!!!" I exclaimed after about 30 minutes. "It will take a bit of time for all the results to come in. So we will be going back to Baker Street..." Said Sherlock, after a pause he added in, "You will stay with us for the night." "OK. Is there something that I can do when we get there?" I asked. John answered my question, "Well we will see when we get there."

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Ok, so yeah I know short, and a bit choppy. But you want to know something? I have learned this over my 15 years and three months of life. It is that writing is HAAARRD! I am trying as best as I can and to those authors out there who are great, I just want to give y'all a meddle... Ok so I have finally brought two of my grades back up to B's but I need them to be all A's so my posts may be spontaneous... Well until next time peeps!! Please comment and vote!!