Chapter Thirty-Four of "Things that go bump in the Night," is now posted featuring Sherlock Holmes in a new Baker Street Adventure novel.
"Things that go bump in the Night"
by John Pirillo
Lady Shareen and Madame Tesla stood before rows of test tubes labeled and laid out in layer after layer upon a large laboratory desk. To their right was a Tesla frigerator, humming along quietly, keeping its chemicals and biological agents fresh and alive in some cases.
On the black marble counter of the desk Madame Tesla was adjusting the screen of a monitoring device connected to a microscope with an enlarged lens compartment. "The reason why I called you here at such a late hour, Lady Shareen, is because of the nature of my discovery. See for yourself."
Lady Shareen scooted in close, placing her eye upon the lens of the microscope. At first she could see nothing clear, but as Madame Curie adjusted the Tesla power on the device, it began to focus sharper and sharper, until she was staring at something quite remarkable. Her jaw almost fell open in excitement.
She pulled back and looked at her friend. "Do you realize what you've discovered?"
"More like uncovered." Madame Curie admitted in her usual humble manner. In many ways she was the Mother Teresa of her generation, a caring scientist who placed humaneness as the most important element of science, and not achievement, reward, or power as so many others did. She lived to unveil the bounties of God, not hide them or despoil them for profit.
"All the same, this is quite remarkable." Lady Shareen replied, her eyebrows dancing above her beautiful eyes with excitement. "Has Holmes seen this yet?"
"He's off somewhere in the Queen's castle with the Lord Steward and Chamberlain."
Lady Shareen looked disappointed, but nodded. "But of course. Those two are unseparable. I swear if Watson was a woman, that Holmes would marry him."
Madame Curie burst into an unwomanly giggle, almost choking on her laughter. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you had a bit of affection for our dear Holmes."
"And you haven't?" Lady Shareen retorted, a naughty look on her eyes.
"Nicolas and I couldn't tolerate a third partner in our relationship, I suspect." Madame Curie said with the utmost conviction and a dash of humor.
Lady Shareen took her hands. "We must tell them immediately upon their return."
"Then wait no longer." Holmes demanded from behind them.
Both women turned around and blushed a deep red. Watson made a coughing sound at the side of Sherlock, and didn't look into their eyes, he was so embarrassed.
Holmes ignored the embarassment of the two women and proceeded to the microscope. "I assume this is what you wished us to see. Watson."
Watson stepped forward and looked first. He made a gasping sound, then stepped back.
Holmes examined Watson's face a moment, then stepped up and took his own look. But he didn't gasp or pull back. He began adjusting the controls of the microscope like a pro, surprising even Madame Curie with his innate ability to grasp such brand new technology.
"Astounding is not the right word for this discovery."
"Uncovering." Madame Curie corrected him.
Holmes finally stopped adjusting and was quiet a long time, then he pulled back and eyed the two women. "You must not speak of this to anyone else."
"Why not?" Lady Shareen asked.
"The lives of everyone in this room and our fair city are at stake."
Madame Curie's amused glance vanished to be replaced with fear. "But what you saw is just..."
Holmes held up a finger to his lips. "Do not even whisper its name. Not to yourself. Not in your thoughts. Not to anyone. Understand?"
"Impeccably." Madame Curie agreed.
Lady Shareen nodded, then wavered slightly.
Watson rushed to her to support her. She straighened up and he stepped back. "Thank you, it's just that we haven't slept since last we met."
Watson scowled at her. "You are not Lord Graystone, dear Lady Shareen. You need your beauty sleep. As your doctor as well as your friend, I recommend you return to home at once. You as well Madame Curie and rest as you should."
Madame Curie laughed. "But I already am home."
"Then I shall lock the laboratory's doors so you cannot enter until my and Holmes return." Watson said with finality.
Lady Shareen's face darkened with anger. "Women are quite capable of taking care of themselves."
Holmes stepped into the oncoming battle of the sexes and held up a hand. "Dear Lady, Watson is only concerned for your health, are you not, Watson?"
"In the utmost regards I am." Watson agreed.
Holmes nodded, then eyed Lady Shareen again. "I want you to get a message to your financee as soon as you can. Tell him we now have the final piece of our puzzle.
"And what is that?"
Holmes said nothing. He and Watson exited the room, leaving the two women surrounded in a cloak of confusion and mystery.