Could be dangerous -SH
I'm there. -JW
John, fetch me my revolver. -SH
Got it. But, seriously, Sherlock, what's going on? -JW
We had an...incident at Baker St. Nothing worth worrying about, but my revolver could be useful. -SH
Alright, alright. But there's traffic, I could be awhile. -JW
John, I say danger and incident at Baker St. and you bother with a cab? -SH
Would you rather I rode my bike, o mighty ruler of everything? I'm at Allie's flat. Revolver's been in my pocket. I'll get there as soon as I can, Sherlock. Patience is a virtue. -JW
Since when do you have a bike and who is Allie? I thought you went upstairs to take a nap after you walked in on one of my experiments? John, why do you have my revolver? It was in my room! -SH
Allie's my girlfriend. Wouldn't expect you to remember her name. I've got your revolver because poor Mrs. Hudson's asked me to hide it after you nearly KILLED that mailman the other day, hmm? And, no, I don't own a bike, I was being sarcastic. Sherlock, I'm not in the mood to argue! Just fill me in. What's going on? -JW
John, just bring my revolver. If you don't I'll phone Lestrade and you know how much I hate asking him for help. Anderson would be there and hearing his annoying voice would ruin my great day. And the mailman had it coming, John. -SH
The mailman had it coming... dear lord, Sherlock. What am I to do with you? I'm bringing your damn revolver. Sit tight. -JW
Never mind, I have no use for the revolver now. You might want to let Lestrade know we had a break in at Baker Street and tell him to send his least irritating detectives. -SH
Oh, Sherlock, what have you done now? Alright, alright I'll phone Lestrade. I'll be home soon. I'm a little nervous to walk in, knowing you this could be anything... -JW
Nothing to worry about, John. Although make sure not to let Mrs. Hudson upstairs. She might not forgive the mess. -SH
I...I'll be home soon? Oh lord, Sherlock. -JW
John, just hurry. And don't take a cab. The tube is faster. -SH
I'm here! I'm rounding the corner, I...oh I...Sherlock. What did you DO? -JW
I told you to come sooner with my revolver, but you took too long. I improvised. -SH
Improvised. Improvised? Sherlock, the whole bloody police force is on our street! -JW
Oh. You didn't call Lestrade, did you? He's usually up right away. Besides, had you arrived earlier, we wouldn't have had this problem. You spend far too much time with your girlfriend. What ever happened with you and Sarah anyway? -SH
Lestrade's here, but I couldn't get through to him when I called. I guess this is why. And Sarah and I? That's none of your business when you can't even be bothered to remember Allie's name dammit. -JW
Oh, he's up now. And I didn't forget her name, I didn't know who she was. Have I met her? You always get a new girlfriend after they meet me for some reason. -SH
No, and I intend to keep it that way. I wonder why? -JW
Lestrade says you can come up now. DO NOT answer any of Mrs. Hudson's inquiries. She would have a fit if she knew. -SH
I won't, I won't. I'm coming. Oh, Sherlock... I can't leave for two hours without you causing a national crisis. -JW
You sound like Mycroft. Although, if anyone were to cause a national crisis, it would be him. -SH
That's true. He does have a tendency to do that... –JW
This fic was an actual text conversation between me and a friend. It was a lot of fun and I hope you enjoy it. Please Read and review!
