Balthasar, on order of Romeo, go to the 221 Becker Street at London, leaving Verone for London, leaving Romeo and Juliet for Sherlock Holmes and John Watson.
In front of the door of these latters, Balthazar is confused by everything that surronds him : his travel from the future last two seconds only and his brain not get time to adaptate hiself.
John opens the door and he receinvings is guest who fainted in is arms.
A thick and blond mustache... a thin and male mouth... a pair of blue eyes which fixed him.. it's trouble..
« You have fainted in my arms when i have open the door. »
This words resounds in Balthazar's head. He was completly lost.
« My name is John Watson, i'm a doctor. We are on June, the 24th 1830 and the time is 3:45p.m. You are at London city. »
Doctor...Watson... 1830... London. Balthasar regains consciousness and wake up like if he has never fainted.
« I come from the past and i need you and your friend Sherlock Holmes.
-You come from the past ?! John asks.
-Yes. I was at Verone, during the sixteenth century. I'm the servant of a man who the name is Romeo and who has been banished after having avenged his friend Mercutio, killed in a duel by Tybalt, the cousin of is beloved, Juliet..
-You are too fast in your explications.. What do you expect from us ?
-I want you and Sherlock to change the end of the Romeo and Juliet's Story. Because they died !
-What do you mean ?
-I mean that we are fiction characters, you and me. But you, your author choose to let you life. Juliet loves Romeo, Romeo loves Juliet, they love each other but it leads them to their death,
as if they were guilty to had too loved each other respectively. » Balthasar says.
Sherlock Holmes enters, sit down on a chair and stare at the foreign person he had in front of him.
« Your dress is vintage and must be worth a fortune althought horribly outdated. Furthermore, you looks disappointed, as you had the lives of many people in your hands and your english is very old, as if it's not change for 200 years. Yes, your English dates back to the sixteenth century.
-Sorry Balthasar, is its way to him to say hello.. John says.
-Your Romeo will certainly wait some hours more before finds his beloved, that's all. More wait is long more reunion is beautiful, is not it ? Sherlock Holmes asks.
-It's quite possible, yes. But my author has decided otherwise, Balthasar answers.
-So how can you explain the fact that you are in our story ? Sherlock Holmes wonders.
-I don't know..
-So i, i will tell you. You had been borrow from an other author to serve him to write an other story.
Indeed, imagination have no limits and if your story seems to be condemned by William Shakespeare, in parallel stories Romeo and Juliet probably lived happely ever after.
-Brillant ! John says
-Elementary, dear Watson. »
Balthasar faint again.