Real Chapter 2
Sherlock lay on the couch. He was board. Board of having no cases and board of the lack of interesting things happening. He fiddled his phone in his fingers. No new messages.
Out of nowhere, the phone vibrated. Sherlock smiled. This may be interesting.
“Sherlock Holmes.” He stated. “Who is this?”
“Ummm.. I’m Rory. Um.. , But excuse me, you cant really exist, can you?” Sherlock laughed. What was it like inside those simple minds?
“I am a living biological being.” Sherlock said plainly
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Rory covered the microphone on his cell with his hand. “Doctor? Maybe you should talk.” Rory was confused. Of course he had seen and experienced some strange things with the doctor, but Sherlock Holmes! That was just a story!
Pandora’s box was just a story, but somehow it happened. Rory could not forget it. Could this also be a trap?
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“Does the name Sir Arthur Connen Doyle mean anything to you?” The doctor asked.
“No, is it supposed to?” The Doctor could hear mock in the young mans tone.
“Ah, I see then.” He mused over things. From what he could understand Sherlock Holmes had lived in 221b Baker Street for around 9 months now.
Amy looked at Rory. “You all right? How cool is this Sherlock Holmes! I mean really!” Rory cut Amy off.
“He’s not real Amy. What if its another trap?”
Amy grew silent. After a few moments she shook her head. “It can’t be. It just can’t.”
Suddenly the Doctor came up behind them causing them to jump.
“So….” Rory asked. Waiting for an answer.
“We wait.” The Doctor replied smiling in a maniac way.
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Sherlock was confused.
This Doctor seemed to know a lot about his life. For instance he knew almost word for word what he had said when he met Watson. At first he thought nothing of it, Watson had posted it on his blog. But then he realized, this Doctor told it as if it was out of a story. He knew that he had an older brother named Mycroft but did not know what he looked like. He knew of Morierty but only as Professor Morierty not his real name.
It was if this Doctor had read parts of his life. But seemed to have skimmed over instead of diving in.
“I’m outside your flat. “ The Doctor had said before hanging up.