Sherlock led John to the newest crime scene, now the 11th one. Sherlock was disappointed in himself for not solving this earlier. But, with his blogger back by his side, he was certain t. hat with this particular scene was going to show them the answer. John was...less certain. But he followed Sherlock nonetheless.
When they got to the crime scene, police, as usual, were everywhere.
"OK.... so how are we going to get in?" John asked, turning to look up at Sherlock.
"Like this," Sherlock answered. He went up to the police tape and lifted it up for John. John gave him a confused look and Sherlock jerked his head impatiently.
John sighed, and went under the tape and into the crime scene. Sherlock followed him.
"We've got to be quick," Sherlock whisper to John. "And stay out of Lestrade's way, got it?"
John nodded, and together they went into the house.
A couple minutes later, a blue box materialized behind the house, away from prying eyes. The box read: 'Police Box, Public Call', which was fitting for the place of it. The Doctor and his ginger assistant sneaked into the house from the back door, with the help of the handy dandy sonic screwdriver, of course.
He ushered Amy in and then locked the door behind him, just missing a certain inspector.
"We have to get to the mailbox in the front," he quietly explained to Amy.
"Yes, I know," she hissed, rolling her eyes. "You've told me three times."
The Doctor nodded to her and then got ready to make a dash for the mailbox. He set his foot in the hallway and ran toward the front door.
Unfortunately, right then, something moved into his way and he collided with it with a yelp. The person held him down and the Doctor heard multiple footsteps coming toward them.
"Wait! Stop! Get off of him!" he heard Amy yell. "What are you doing?"
"Amy?" he heard John say. "What are you doing here?"
"Looking for my husband!" she snapped at him. "Obviously!"
"Doctor?" the Doctor heard the person on top of him asked. "Oh. I should have known."
"Hullo Sherlock," the Doctor sighed. "You know, I do like floors, but I don't particularly like getting up close and personal. Mind getting off?"
Sherlock got up and Amy helped the Doctor to his feet. the Doctor and Sherlock stared at each other for a moment, each deciding how to address this. Sherlock didn't want anything to do with the Doctor and the Doctor thought that Sherlock was out of his depth. They regarded each other for a moment, each sizing the other up. John and Amy watched them impatiently.
"Um, hello?" Amy hissed. "We've got to get a move on Doctor! We still need to find Rory!"
"Yeah," John agreed. "And Greg could show up at any moment, so maybe we could move this somewhere else?"
Their attempts went ignored however. as the Doctor and Sherlock continued to stare at each other.
"Okay, fine," Amy said sarcastically. "We'll look by ourselves. Right John?"
John nodded. "You two can come fine us when you're.... finished."
The two of them left the Doctor and Sherlock at their staring contest, and Amy led John to the mailbox, carefully making sure they weren't seen."
"The Doctor told me that last time, the mailbox had the incorrect address on it. So maybe....." Amy explained, trailing off. She wasn't quite sure what would happen after that.
John just nodded at her, showing he understood, then checked the mailbox. He winced before turning to face her again.
"It's the right one, sorry," he said, and Amy groaned.
"Oh no!" she cried. "Now how do I get to Rory!?!"
Before John could answer, three people marched out of the house. Amy and Rory hid around the corner of the house and watched as Lestrade led Sherlock and the Doctor out. In handcuffs. John and Amy both sighed internally as Sherlock and the Doctor were put in a police car and driven away.