Hello my friends this is my first fanfic so please don't judge it too hard. I don't own Sherlock etc. etc. because I'm too stupid to come up with such good stuff. I only own my character. That's all I have to say so without further ado, I will begin.
Ruby had no words to describe what she had been through. Over the last five hours, she had been whisked away to a universe she only dreamt could exist. A universe she thought she knew inside out but had only touched the surface of; the universe of Sherlock. She'd read the books. She'd watched the episodes more times than she could remember. And now there she was.
How had it happened? She wasn't sure. Would she ever return to her own world? To be candid, she thought, she didn't really care. She had never particularly cared for her old life anyway. This was her chance at a better living. At a new beginning.
As far as she could remember, it had started in her bedroom: a small but comfy dwelling where she spent the majority of her time. Sitting on her bed. Wishing for a better life to live with adrenaline and adventure. Wistfully staring at her computer screen playing Sherlock and hoping, just hoping that she could be there with them. She blacked out. Then she was gone.
Ruby was unaware how long she was out for - it could have been seconds or it could have been days. Not that it mattered to her. It was the least of her worries, for when she sat up on an unfamiliar pavement with an aching head she spotted two figures. She blinked twice. Not believing who she saw. Surely not…
But there was no mistaking the two distinguishable figures. They could only be two people. John Watson and Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock was wearing his signature scarf and coat. John was holding a walking stick.
'Must be the first episode' Ruby thought to herself. It was then that she realised they were approaching her and she stood up quickly, brushing the dirt off her leggings. Her favourite leggings.
'At least one thing here is familiar to me' before she could think more about this surreal situation, she was knocked out of her thoughts by a kindly voice that she immediately recognised as John Watson's.