by Mary Christmas (unicorn_76010 at lycos.com)
Lestrade groaned in frustration. So far all she had gotten to do
on this case was watch as Holmes went over the room and jewelry box,
At one point, he asked, "Do you have any enemies, Miss Johnson?"
Kristen looked startled.
"Kris is way too sweet a person to have any enemies, Holmes,"
Lestrade said, letting her frustration show.
"Mmmm," was his only reply. He went back over to the door and
began to study it again. The three kids were watching him as well, looks
of fascination on their faces.
It was eight o'clock the next morning, when Holmes finally said,
"Okay, Lestrade. I have finished searching for clues. Besides the most
obvious one of the missing necklace, I can find nothing else. Please
check for DNA."
"How is the missing necklace a clue?" Lestrade grumbled as she
pulled out her scanner.
Holmes merely smiled irritatingly. She hated it when he did that,
and she suspected that was one of the reasons he did it.
The doorway, jewelry box and room all had the same DNA patterns.
Hers, Holmes', Deidre's, Wiggins, Tennyson's, Kristen's, and...
"No," she whispered in disbelief, "It..It can't be."
She turned to Kristen angrily. "I don't know what kind of sick game
you're playing here but..." She stopped at Holmes' warning look.
"Whose DNA, Lestrade?"
"My brother's, but..."
"Then perhaps we should all go and pay a visit to your brother,"
Holmes said, that familiar sparkle in his eyes.
"You suspected him all along, didn't you?" Lestrade asked.
Holmes ignored her and led the way to the police cruiser.
When they arrived at Tom's house, the whole place was darkened.
"Wait here," Holmes commanded Lestrade. "It would be better if
Miss Johnson, the Irregulars and I confronted him. He might not tell
the truth in order to protect you."
She grumbled, but knew he was right. So they left the cruiser
and walked to the front door. She watched as Holmes knocked. The door
opened and the five were admitted.
After an hour had passed, she decided that she had had enough
waiting and walked inside. The entry hall was dark, which was unusual.
Frowning, she moved through the dining room, which was also dark, and
into the living room.
"Surprise!!!" several people yelled, as the lights suddenly came on.
Looking around, Lestrade could see that every inch of the room was
decorated festively. The seven people who had yelled were all grinning
widely, and she felt tears come to her eyes. "I...I...I'm speechless."
"Now there's a first," Deidre said cheekily.
Lestrade grinned at the girl, then at Tom. "This was all your
idea, wasn't it?"
"Actually, Mr. Holmes is the one who came up with the plan to get
you here without blowing the surprise. I just thought of the party itself."
Lestrade smiled and looked at Kris. "How did Holmes know about you?"
"He didn't," Kris said shaking her head, "I'm Deidre's mom."
Lestrade's head whipped back towards her brother. He smiled at her
and nodded, indicating that he had already been told.
"Explanations can wait until later," Tom said. "Let's get this
After they began, Lestrade noticed her brother pulling Holmes off
to the side. Both men had serious expressions.
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