"Lost and Found"
Title: Lost and Found
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Characters: S. Holmes, J. Watson
Table: Five
Prompt: Prompt #92. Apparition
Word Count: 398 words
Rating: PG
Summary: "There are more things in this world than we can even imagine."
Author's Notes: Warning, this has elements of the supernatural.
Holmes mulled over what he had seen in the weeks that followed his dramatic rescue of Watson from the insane Alistair Meeks.
"Holmes?" Watson asked one day, concerned by his friend's introspection.
"Hmm?" Holmes replied.
"Is something wrong?" the doctor asked.
"I'm not sure," Holmes admitted.
"How can that be? Either it is or it isn't, there's no inbetween," Watson objected.
"Remember what I told you about the events that led up your rescue?" Holmes asked.
Watson nodded.
"Well I neglected to mention that I was led to Meeks' house by a beautiful woman who I would be willing to swear was your late wife, if I didn't know that she was dead," Holmes admitted.
"And you are trying to track this woman down?" Watson guessed.
Holmes wordlessly nodded.
"I don't think you will ever be able to find her, Holmes."
"Oh?" Holmes bristled at Watson's words of doubt in his ablities.
"You may scoff, Holmes, but I think it was her," the doctor explained.
"I could not have seen a ghost," Holmes declared.
"Holmes, it's the only logical explanation with the facts we have," Watson patiently pointed out.
"A twin sister or a cousin is much more plausible, Watson," Holmes desperately insisted.
Watson shook his head.
"Sorry, Holmes, but Mary has no family left in the world," he informed him.
"I could not have been mistaken though," Holmes stated, as though Watson had accused him of falsehood.
"Holmes, there are things in this world that we are not meant to understand," Watson said soothingly.
"But everything can be explained logically," Holmes insisted.
"When we have all of the facts, or at the very least, a good portion of the facts," Watson observed. "And in this case, we do not have enough of the facts at our disposal to explain it. And I suspect that we never will."
"So it's only unexplainable because we lack enough details to explain it logically?" Holmes asked.
Watson nodded.
"Thank you, Watson, I have to say that you must be right in this matter," Holmes declared.
"I do hope that you won't be sulking as a result," Watson remarked.
"I already have a small case to work on, if you're interested in coming along," Holmes replied.
"Oh?"
"A cat burglar turned murderer for hire," Holmes explained.
"Sounds promising," Watson observed. "I think I shall come along with you on this case, Holmes."
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Characters: S. Holmes, J. Watson
Table: Five
Prompt: Prompt #92. Apparition
Word Count: 398 words
Rating: PG
Summary: "There are more things in this world than we can even imagine."
Author's Notes: Warning, this has elements of the supernatural.
Holmes mulled over what he had seen in the weeks that followed his dramatic rescue of Watson from the insane Alistair Meeks.
"Holmes?" Watson asked one day, concerned by his friend's introspection.
"Hmm?" Holmes replied.
"Is something wrong?" the doctor asked.
"I'm not sure," Holmes admitted.
"How can that be? Either it is or it isn't, there's no inbetween," Watson objected.
"Remember what I told you about the events that led up your rescue?" Holmes asked.
Watson nodded.
"Well I neglected to mention that I was led to Meeks' house by a beautiful woman who I would be willing to swear was your late wife, if I didn't know that she was dead," Holmes admitted.
"And you are trying to track this woman down?" Watson guessed.
Holmes wordlessly nodded.
"I don't think you will ever be able to find her, Holmes."
"Oh?" Holmes bristled at Watson's words of doubt in his ablities.
"You may scoff, Holmes, but I think it was her," the doctor explained.
"I could not have seen a ghost," Holmes declared.
"Holmes, it's the only logical explanation with the facts we have," Watson patiently pointed out.
"A twin sister or a cousin is much more plausible, Watson," Holmes desperately insisted.
Watson shook his head.
"Sorry, Holmes, but Mary has no family left in the world," he informed him.
"I could not have been mistaken though," Holmes stated, as though Watson had accused him of falsehood.
"Holmes, there are things in this world that we are not meant to understand," Watson said soothingly.
"But everything can be explained logically," Holmes insisted.
"When we have all of the facts, or at the very least, a good portion of the facts," Watson observed. "And in this case, we do not have enough of the facts at our disposal to explain it. And I suspect that we never will."
"So it's only unexplainable because we lack enough details to explain it logically?" Holmes asked.
Watson nodded.
"Thank you, Watson, I have to say that you must be right in this matter," Holmes declared.
"I do hope that you won't be sulking as a result," Watson remarked.
"I already have a small case to work on, if you're interested in coming along," Holmes replied.
"Oh?"
"A cat burglar turned murderer for hire," Holmes explained.
"Sounds promising," Watson observed. "I think I shall come along with you on this case, Holmes."