Lestrade tapped her fingers idly on the top of her desk. It had been a quiet [translation: BORING!] day at the Yard, and she was itching to leave. Which meant, of course, some catastrophy was bound to happen, just as she left her office. Lestrade sighed irritably at her inescapable fate and squirmed into a more comfortable position to await the obnoxious, beeping call from Greyson's office.

It didn't come. The hands of her clock ticked painfully slowly. Eternity by eternity, 6:00 came closer. Lestrade groaned. Reduced to counting minutes!

The door to her office opened at three to six. Lestrade swore mentally. But, the person who stepped in was noticeably different from a Yard errand runner.

"Moriarty! How in_zed_did you get in?!" Lestrade rose angrily.

"I'm glad to see you too, my dear Inspector." The professor replied mildly. "Not pressing the security button?"

"No. I want to catch you by myself." Lestrade answered. "Calling up a bunch of armed idiots isn't my style. And I'm not your dear_anything_, zedhead."

"No, undoubtedly it isn't. And_do_watch your language Lestrade." Moriarty moved over to the window. "Aren't you going to arrest me? You could."

Lestrade narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, I could try. Personally though, I don't feel like walking into another one of your joyful little traps right now."

"Ah, the girl learns." Moriarty smiled. "Don't you want to know why I'm here?"

"Well, first I'd like to know_how_. But why is good too."

"If you arrested me, think of the respect you'd gain. And not just from your superiors at the Yard." Moriarty raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about?" Lestrade leaned forward on her desk. "Do you_want_me to arrest you?"

"Oh for heaven's sake Elizabeth, you know who I'm talking about. I'm not blind. Just think of how this would impress him."

Lestrade sat down. "You're, you're talking about. absolutely not!"


"I gain people's respect by_doing_things. Not by cheating like this. Especially his." Lestrade could feel a slight blush creep onto her cheeks. "Besides, I don't so things because he wants me to. well, not all the time. But not things like this. I wouldn't ever! I'm still my own zedding person!"

"I'm glad to hear it." Moriarty regarded her levelly, "I think, now, we understand each other Inspector Lestrade."

Lestrade thought about this for a minute before standing up. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess we do." She said in a slightly shocked tone.

Moriarty stepped forward and kissed her hand. Then with a mock salute, he turned and jumped out the window. The sound of a hovercar's engines could be heard roaring off.

Lestrade bit her bottom lip. "Guess he's human after all." She muttered to her clock: reading 6:03pm.

Her door opened once more. Here it comes she thought. But no, this time Holmes stepped in, wearing a small smile. "Moriarty has been and gone, I presume?"

Lestrade stared. "How.?

Holmes' smiled widened. "And you didn't arrest him?"

Lestrade shook her head. "No. it was like."

"Cheating?" Holmes all out grinned. "Come home and have some tea, my dear Lestrade. It will make you feel much better."

Lestrade narrowed her eyes. "Moriarty told you didn't he?"

Holmes offered her his arm. "My dear Inspector, I asked him to."