Fic in Progress - From the Phones of

Jul 25, 2012 10:26

So...this started happening after Series 1 and just keeps happening.
I'd apologize but I really can't - not about Sherlock anything.
No particular universe/spoilers, really.


3/23 7:34pm
You've gone out. SH

3/23 9:16pm
It isn't for very long. I'm surprised you even noticed I'd left. Have you eaten? -J

3/23 9:17pm
Food is tedious. Of course I noticed you'd left. SH

3/23 9:23pm
No, food is important, Sherlock. I've explained how this works several times. You NEED to eat.

3/23 9:24pm
So you just enjoy talking to me when I'm out, then?

3/23 9:26pm
I can't be bothered to notice your comings and goings but I needed to borrow various supplies from your bottom drawer earlier and I noticed you weren't upstairs. Bring patches. SH

3/23 9:33pm
I am an hour away and I have business through the end of the week. If you need it before then you'll have to get them yourself or ask Mrs. Hudson. -john

3/23 9:37pm
I no longer require patches, John. Case on. SH

3/23 9:42pm
Ah, right. Of course. Best of luck.

3/24 2:07am
Is there a reason you're calling at 2am? Are you in mortal danger of any kind? JW

5/24 2:08am
Lestrade insists that your personal business is as important as this case though we both know he is often wrong. I'm sure I can manage. SH

3/24 2:16am
Thank you. I'll be back as soon as I'm able. Sooner, probably. Oh, since I know you are curious - my leg has finally mended enough to manage without all that gauze. If you need to talk aloud at a reasonable hour and can't find the skull you can call. -john

3/24 2:23am
What of the nerve-endings? Is the numbness ongoing? Stay out of danger, John/ You can't just go seeking it out when I'm not around. SH

3/24 2:33am
Yes, still numb. Nothing to worry about. I'll be fine. I'm a soldier, you know. A trained killer. I'll be fine.

3/24 2:34am
I've read about that somewhere. Possibly your blog? Don't go killing anyone either, while you're away. Try not to do anything interesting. Should be too hard. SH

3/24 6:30pm
I feel simply ridiculous. SH

3/24 7:03pm
What have you done now?

3/24 7:04pm
Why do you always assume it's something I've done? SH

3/24 8:13pm
I'd kill for a fag. Christ, I sound like you. J

3/24 8:44pm
You should know better. Anyway, you never let me smoke. SH

3/24 8:46
Stamford is a bad influence. You know why I don't let you smoke.

3/24 8:48pm
I could have warned you about Mike. Breathing. Breathing is BORING. Buy you need to do it. Who else is going to make sure I eat between cases? SH

3/24 8:51pm
I suspect Mrs. Hudson could be convinced to fill that need for you. If that's your only argument for my continued breathing I may as well smoke a whole pack and be done with it.

3/24 8:53pm
Don't be absurd. I cannot possibly bring Mrs. Hudson along on cases. I expect you here and breathing at my earliest convenience. SH

3/24 8:56pm
Right. Well, good news. You've talked me out of a fag and into a pint. JW

NOTE: 1) I've decided, for the purposes of being able to tell who is saying what (I'd love if it were just obvious but I'm not sure that's the case) that Sherlock maybe has a set signature? It's a bit old fashioned but then: so is Sherlock.
2) There's loads more but I'm going to try breaking it up a bit. As you can see: no plot, really. Just messing about.

raiting g, fanfic, sherlock

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