Title: Red Herrings
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock Holmes nor do I own Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Summary: Inspector Lestrade needed this case to go into the unsolved pile of both his and Holmes’ investigations.
Word count: 353
The case was not heading in the direction Inspector Lestrade wanted. He hadn’t arrived at the scene early enough to conceal some of the evidence. Now they had three bodies with no clear sign of death other than foul play. Lestrade had ordered his officers to not use words such as ‘satanic’ or ‘witchcraft’ in their reports because it would read badly on his behalf.
There were three victims, two young men and a young women lying dead in a circle. From the ingredients Lestrade could guess that it was most likely a bad-summoning ritual. He hated dabbling in the occult. It made his job that much harder. Taking in the ingredients he was already listing what they would need to be replaced with in order to not have someone experiment with the combination.
Lestrade knew his superiors wanted to get Holmes on the case. It would end disastrously. Holmes was a brilliant man but he didn’t know how such genius would handle the supernatural. That itself would be a lie, Lestrade knew exactly what Holmes would do. He would try to study it in order to rule out anything supernatural in his investigations.
Lestrade had managed so far to avoid dragging Holmes into the supernatural by sheer luck and a few power plays behind the scenes that he wasn’t even privy to the details. It did not help that Mycroft Holmes was an extremely important man. Mycroft would have investigated in his own fashion if he had become aware of such details. If that was going to happen it certainly was not going to happen on his watch. He would not lose his neck over this.
The third son of a watcher family, he was hardly needed to carry on the legacy when his two elder brothers were more than eager to do it not to mention his youngest sister. He had entered the field with his family’s blessings and knowledge. He sighed. Staging a crime scene was difficult enough but staging one for Sherlock Holmes who took in every single blasted detail known to man? It would be a long night.