Butterfly Effect (a 221B)
Part 1 of the "What If" series.
“Who’d want me for a flatmate?” John sighs and Mike giggles. That phrase really gets repetitive today.
The room full of beeping machines at Bart’s is a lot different from John’s day, indeed. The dark haired man in a shirt that fits him a bit much on the tight side winks and clicks his tongue and might be just a bit gay but it doesn’t matter, it’s all fine.
John’s new existence does him the world of good. He’s used to assignments: so now he watches over this guy, keeping him safe. He’s an odd one, lonely and yet with strong family ties, rude to most of his clients but a downright, unparalleled genius. At night, he roams the streets of the city he seems to know down to the last alley.
So when John spots this another guy, supposedly a genius too, who’s about to outsmart the one under his protection, he doesn’t hesitate and shoots. The other one wasn’t a very nice man after all, and John be damned if he doesn’t ensure that his charge is alive and well.
John knows he’s done the right thing when he looks up and finds approval in those sparkling, dangerous eyes of his flat-mate. And when Jim later smiles and asks: “Dinner?” - John Watson smiles back and nods:
“I’m starving, boss.”
“Who’d want me for a flatmate?” John sighs and Mike giggles. That phrase really gets repetitive today.
The room full of beeping machines at Bart’s is a lot different from John’s day, indeed. The dark haired man in a shirt that fits him a bit much on the tight side winks and clicks his tongue and might be just a bit gay but it doesn’t matter, it’s all fine.
John’s new existence does him the world of good. He’s used to assignments: so now he watches over this guy, keeping him safe. He’s an odd one, lonely and yet with strong family ties, rude to most of his clients but a downright, unparalleled genius. At night, he roams the streets of the city he seems to know down to the last alley.
So when John spots this another guy, supposedly a genius too, who’s about to outsmart the one under his protection, he doesn’t hesitate and shoots. The other one wasn’t a very nice man after all, and John be damned if he doesn’t ensure that his charge is alive and well.
John knows he’s done the right thing when he looks up and finds approval in those sparkling, dangerous eyes of his flat-mate. And when Jim later smiles and asks: “Dinner?” - John Watson smiles back and nods:
“I’m starving, boss.”