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watsons_woes July prompts challenge amnesty
Series: Rising Waters
Title: Part 5: Blue
Character: Sherlock, John
Length: 221B
Rating: PG
Warnings: Series: character death
Author's Notes: Amnesty Prompt 2: Railway, white, snake, jump, sandwich.
Disclaimer: The Holmes characters fall in the public domain: This version falls under the creative control of Messers Moffatt and Gatiss, and the BBC. No ownership is implied or inferred. This is done for love only.
Summary: Sherlock and John hide, and wait, and Sherlock begins to notice things.
They hid in an old railway tunnel, the jump down from the high wall jarring Sherlock’s leg. John left him there briefly, returning a little while later with coffee and a sandwich that he pressed into Sherlock’s hands. He wrapped a crisp white dressing and bandage efficiently around Sherlock’s leg, over the sluggishly bleeding graze.
Sherlock tried to eat but the food was like cardboard. The coffee was cold and tasted inexplicably of chlorine.
“What’s going on?” he asked John.
“We’re hiding out from Moriarty’s henchmen,” he replied without meeting his eyes. “I’m sure Mycroft can take them all out, he’s probably got the ones at the pool already. With Moriarty unconscious to direct them they seemed a bit useless, although decent shots. We just need to hold out for a bit.”
There was a low roar in Sherlock’s ears and he shook his head briskly, but it did not dissipate. The bandage on his leg dripped with water, although they were perfectly dry sheltered under the bricks. John settled beside him and Sherlock felt more than saw his arm snake around his back and hold him close.
Sherlock reached out a hand and touched John’s skin. It was cold, clammy, slightly rubbery and unnatural.
“You...” He swallowed through his words, not wanting to comprehend the consequences. “Your lips are blue.”
Challenge:
watsons_woes July prompts challenge amnestySeries: Rising Waters
Title: Part 5: Blue
Character: Sherlock, John
Length: 221B
Rating: PG
Warnings: Series: character death
Author's Notes: Amnesty Prompt 2: Railway, white, snake, jump, sandwich.
Disclaimer: The Holmes characters fall in the public domain: This version falls under the creative control of Messers Moffatt and Gatiss, and the BBC. No ownership is implied or inferred. This is done for love only.
Summary: Sherlock and John hide, and wait, and Sherlock begins to notice things.
They hid in an old railway tunnel, the jump down from the high wall jarring Sherlock’s leg. John left him there briefly, returning a little while later with coffee and a sandwich that he pressed into Sherlock’s hands. He wrapped a crisp white dressing and bandage efficiently around Sherlock’s leg, over the sluggishly bleeding graze.
Sherlock tried to eat but the food was like cardboard. The coffee was cold and tasted inexplicably of chlorine.
“What’s going on?” he asked John.
“We’re hiding out from Moriarty’s henchmen,” he replied without meeting his eyes. “I’m sure Mycroft can take them all out, he’s probably got the ones at the pool already. With Moriarty unconscious to direct them they seemed a bit useless, although decent shots. We just need to hold out for a bit.”
There was a low roar in Sherlock’s ears and he shook his head briskly, but it did not dissipate. The bandage on his leg dripped with water, although they were perfectly dry sheltered under the bricks. John settled beside him and Sherlock felt more than saw his arm snake around his back and hold him close.
Sherlock reached out a hand and touched John’s skin. It was cold, clammy, slightly rubbery and unnatural.
“You...” He swallowed through his words, not wanting to comprehend the consequences. “Your lips are blue.”
