A/N: Feel free to give useful criticism, don't just say that it sucks, and I guess that this is post-A Scandal in Belgravia. Although really, it's just sometime after season 2, episode 1 and before the Fall. WARNING SPOILERS! Do not read unless you have watched episode 8, series 3 of Doctor who, although if you don't care about spoilers, suit yourself!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Although I wish I did, but Sherlock and Doctor who are nowhere close to mine.
Sherlock was bored. Again. John was out shopping, he had confiscated the gun. Lestrade had no cases, Molly was on a date, Sherlock set Irene up to be hidden for another month before it was safe to contact her, there was nothing good on John's blog, and Sherlock didn't feel like composing today. He took out his phone and sent John a text:
Bored–SH
He looked at everything in the flat. Nothing exceptionally interesting. He saw his skull, John's laptop, his microscope, some beakers, two bunsen-burners, the old body parts from the last case, some cigarettes! Perfect. He took out one, lit it, and then paced back an forth throughout the flat. He heard something by the front door, he went down and found a folder with a fob watch, how ancient, and a key. He looked to see if there was a note attached, all he found was a piece of paper with a drawing of circles on it. He thought that it truly wasn't worth his time. It was a fob watch, with an anonymous supplier. With a drawing and a key. It wasn't like Moriarty's riddles. It was just a meaningless watch and he had no time for worthless distractions. He chucked the fob watch onto John's table. Put on his coat and slung his scarf over his right shoulder grabbed the key from the folder and headed out to look for it's source. What didn't catch his eye was the fact that it glowed with a low golden light.
John's phone buzzed. It was from Sherlock:
Bored–SH
John replied with:
Find yourself a case, I'm busy–John
John thought that it was ridiculous that he was already bored, it had only been three days since the last case. He walked with his groceries and went down the long way, it had a better view. He walked past a garden, some small little houses that you would draw as a child with a white picket fence. Then in his peripheral vision he saw a blue figure. A police box! He hadn't seen then in ages, he thought what a beauty! It looked like it had a new coat of paint and he took a closer look. He scanned the instructions on the box, it said pull to open, he gave it a tug, but it wouldn't budge. He tried to push, and it wouldn't open. It must have been locked. He tried to pull again and in the process he fell backwards onto the ground. He huffed, frustrated, and then saw a folder wedged under the box. He managed to get that out at least. He opened up the folder and read:
Dear John,
This is a letter from the Doctor. I had to rewrite my DNA and that is why I have a fob watch in the possession of Mycroft. I am time lord (an alien in a human sense, when one form dies, it regenerates and comes to life again with a new face) who stole the TARDIS (time and relative dimensions in space– my...time and space machine, the police box that you saw). If I (human name being Sherlock Holmes) have received the folder from Mycroft then it means they something is wrong. Something that I will not be able to fix whilst I am a human. Therefore here are some instructions for what you should do as soon as you finish reading the letter:
1. Save the letter
2. Find me, the fob watch that has circle-like engravings, and the TARDIS key (the regular-looking locksmith key) and the letter that looks like a drawing of circles (in my human form it will look like a drawing, but after you make sure that I open the fob watch I will understand the "drawing" although really it's a letter, but that's not the point!)
3. Look for Mycroft and he will explain the situation
4. After you talk to Mycroft convince me to open the fob watch
5. Just do almost exactly everything I (as in the Doctor) say
Good luck, and I am so sorry that I couldn't tell you all this before
–The Doctor
John just stared at the paper, and saw that Mycroft was leaning on his umbrella right in front of John. "Do you have anything you want to explain to me?" he said on the borderline of being furious and unbelieving. Mycroft took a breath and then said, "John, didn't you read the instructions?" John clenched his fist, the one without the letter in it, and yelled, "Of course I did, why do you think I'm all fussing about for? Another breakup? I don't think so! I just found out that my best friend might be an alien! Although if this is just a prank...just so you know this isn't funny!"
Mycroft sighed and looked with an apologetic frown, "John, I am truly sorry, but this is all true, Sherlock is really an alien, and we need to find him, his fob watch, and the TARDIS key first. Then we will go to a secluded room once again, and I will explain everything to both you and Sherlock." John just blinked while he felt his phone buzz again.
Never mind, I want to find what this key will unlock–SH
I know what it will unlock. Go back to the flat and find that fob watch and drawing. I'll be there in 3 minutes, you can have a go at the wall once or twice when I get back–John
How did you know that I got a fob watch and drawing today?–SH
Encounter with Mycroft, can't explain now, but just meet me will you?–John
Fine, but I don't get why Mycroft gave me a fob watch, a key, an a drawing, it seems stupid–SH
John closed his phone, and murmured, "No, it's unbelievable and impossible." He walked, while Mycroft took his car and sped ahead of him to 221b Bakers Street.
A/N: Should I try to include Adler to the story?
