TeaKaiba

 Almost only paperwork this afternoon. Going to a floor to another all the time to give the right file to the right person. She had to stay longer than planned to finish her examination on a blood analysis. She turned off the light of the inventory reserve and sighed. She was exhausted. She walked through the lab, supporting her heavy shoulder bag full of unfinished files. She put a hand on the door of the lab to push it, but she just jumped of fear, when she heard a voice from behind. « - You’re wrong, you know ? » She turned and saw Sherlock, showing his back to her. His voice was low, deeper than the usual. Mol