*Ok so recently I watched the 2010 film of Sherlock Holmes and it's become one of my top favourite films ever and I couldn't resist writing a little something. So this story here is based on the new 2010 film. Hope you like it. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS*

Chapter 1

"I think you should take a look at this." Watson snapped thrusting the paper in front of his face; he waited patiently as Holmes slowly peered up from his thoughts and snatched the paper out of his hands, his eyes already darting across the inky headline which had certainly caught his friend's attention. After a minute or so, Holmes eventually looked up from the newspaper, he sighed and returned his gaze back to Watson who was standing above him; his expression deadly serious.

"I told you she was good." Was all Holmes decided to say- Watson was clearly unimpressed by Holmes's lack of seriousness. He watched as Sherlock sunk back into his chair and returned to his thoughts without another thought on what he'd just read.

"Holmes, she's a top criminal- God knows what she's got up to, and/or is panning to!" This time Watson raised his voice, Holmes could be so frustrating. Sherlock became alarmed at Watson's sudden raised voice and he picked the newspaper back up and re-read the headline once again.

IRENE ADLER ESCAPES

"Yes old boy, I suppose your right- she could be up to anything by now." Holmes re-considered…at least that's what Watson had thought he'd done. As soon as Sherlock had set eyes on that headline, he'd become intrigued to go after and stop Miss Adler's scheming ways (he just didn't want Watson to know he cared.)

"I don't think that's a good idea…" Watson suggested before he gave Holmes the chance to get excited. "I mean we- err you, don't want to get involved with anything like that…I mean Adler's capable of anything." Watson appeared to stutter as he hastily tried to correct his "we" to a "you." However there was no fooling Holmes- he couldn't help but turn to smirk.

"If you don't want to take the case, then why are you so concerned on the matter?" Holmes asked trying to catch Watson out, even though he knew he already had- and the fact that Watson knew he'd been caught out too.

"There is no case." Watson rolled his eyes.

"Yet." Holmes's corrected at once.

"Fine- I'd much rather you left this "case" be, it's too dangerous to get involved in." Watson shot, now pacing the room repeatedly.

"Yes well, I do enjoy a little danger from time to time." Sherlock laughed jumping from his seat and practically leaping towards the other side of the room. He placed his hand gently upon the door handle before opening it with force and stepping out onto the landing. Watson spun round to face him and Holmes turned to look at him over his shoulder.

"That's precisely what worries me." Watson replied with a sigh. Sherlock left the door a-jar and rushed to the staircase.

"Come on Watson, we've got work to do!" He called from the stairs. Watson shook his head and smiled.

"I never said I'd take the case…" He muttered to himself before giving in and rushing out the room and running down the stairs to catch up with Holmes.