The inspectors are talking with their boss, as John enters the Yard. Donovan greets him: "Hi John, Freak not with you today?" Watson heads straight for Lestrade: "Can I talk to you about a problem?" Irritated, Greg huffs: "What the hell did he do now?" John mutters under his breath: "In the legal term, is it still consent, if I can't remember anything?" The D.I. blinks confused: "Why would you ask such a question?" Donovan, Anderson, and others stare and start to gossip. Watson just looks Lestrade in the eye. Getting the hint, he gestures: "Oh, right. Come into my office."

Once he closed the doors to his private corners, the inspector begins to speculate: "So. Okay, um, just to make sure, cuz that's not really my division... This is about you, but you are not here to turn yourself in, sooo, you're saying you are... the victim of a rape drug incident?" John nods. Closing his eyes, Lestrade sighs: "OK.”, to then make a serious, but compassionate expression, “Look first thing, I think you are really brave to come to me! And I want you to know that it is not your fault! It can happen to the best of us, nearly happened to my sister once! Just looked away from her glass once. And if I hadn't just been looking at it, cuz my date went the wrong way for me, noone would have known until it was too late. So don't shame yourself! Okay?"

The army vet only glares. The D.I. continues uneasy: "O-kay. We have a specialist department for such cases, they can trace possible evidence linking to the culprit, and measure the bruises and other... um... injuries. Sorry mate. Any good in asking you how you feel?" "Apart from my broken shoulder, and the strain that that caused the other arm, I feel fine.”, John huffs bitter, “I'm in no pain. At least not where I would expect it. He has seen to that." Greg nods: "Oh. Kay, well... wait, he's seen to it, do you know who it was?" The army vet answers: "Yes." The D.I. is instantly alert: "Well tell me and I'll arrest the son-of-a-bitch! What's his name?", but John only glares: "Make an educated guess."

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The other D.I.s are talking outside, when they hear Lestrade's uproar: "WHAT? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!" Immediately people flock into the main office, and start pacing up and down in front of Lestrade's door to eavesdrop. The doctor explains: "He drugged my tea last night, and the next thing I know is me waking up naked in bed with him." "I can't believe it.", Greg breathes shocked. Watson returns: "Yes. Apparently I'm the love of his life, cuz he waited 29 years to have sex and it had to be with me." Lestrade looks at him with big eyes. Outside the Yard hears him shout: "YOU'RE KIDDING! HE WAS A VIRGIN?"

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Now people start standing at the door, ears against the wood. But Lestrade opens it, making some fall over, and bellows: "What the bloody hell are you all doing here? Get back to work!", then continues inside, "Okay, this is really... weird. Are you sure about this? I mean, you two have been like our dynamic duo and now suddenly coldhearted Sherlock is supposed to be a creeper? Sure you didn't misunderstand something and nothing happened?" John gets angry: "Oh, so it is okay then, or what? You don't believe me?" Greg argues: "It just doesn't seem to be him, is all. Look I'm not saying don't do this, I just want to be sure you won't regret this. I mean after all you are his only..." Lestrade lets the sentence hang in the air.

John's really mad now: "This is just rich. I come to you for help, Greg, and this is the answer? Let it slide, because he is your friend, is that what you tell all victims or just the ones where you think the rapist is a fucking mastermind? Why do you all think he is so wonderful that everything he does just gets a free pass?!" The D.I. replies: "That's not true, I take this very serious! And you've been the only one who ever thought he was wonderful, I just thought him to be a genius and a pain in the arse, and all the others call him a freak. You are the only one who ever showed him any love."

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A silence erupts as both men realize what Lestrade just said. After some seconds John demands: "So what does that mean? I mean, does everyone think we're a couple and this was supposed to happen? Why do people always think I'm gay and that I deserve to be treated like I don't count..." "What? No! What are you saying? That's not what I meant, it's just, I...”, the inspector argues, “You two are such good friends, everyone can see that, and it's puzzling, because Sherlock is like the most difficult being on the planet. And I sometimes really hated his guts, but it also made me feel better when you entered the picture, because he became more social, calmer, not such a prick to everyone. And what about you being gay, where did that come from?"

John yells: "I AM NOT GAY!" "Fine, alright, alright, but that's not what I meant anyway, it's just, I think you were the first person to really appreciate him and he started to care for you too. That kind of love, you know?", the inspector returns, “I never thought, he'd even be interested in anything physical.” "Well he was.", John growls hurt. After a pause Lestrade concludes: "Okay. Look, I'll call the lab and have someone from the specialists come and get you." He reaches for the phone, but the doctor had enough: "No. Forget it, I'm done." And he storms out of the office, leaving the D.I. speechless.

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