Author's note: This is to fill a prompt from johnsarmylady (go check her stories, they're great !) Thank you so much MapleleafCameo, for being my beta and encouraging me to finish that story. (Go read her stories too, they're brilliant !)
Also, thank you to : / / . 4 30 4 7 . for providing transcripts of the episodes.
Disclaimer: I don't own "Sherlock", everything belongs to the BBC, Mark Gatiss, Steven Moffat and Arthur Conan Doyle.
Cab... Why a cab... Can't see properly, too far away... NOW !
Horn. Tires. Ouch. All good.
He's going too fast ! Think.
John's voice, behind : "I've got the cab number !"
"Good for you..." Something's different. Noise. Missing. No cane ? Not now.
London maps. W1. Oxford Circus, Soho. Most probable route... Right turn, one way, road work, traffic lights, bus lane, pedestrian crossing, left turn only, traffic lights... Got it ! Hurry hurry hurry... There, stairs ! Out of my way !
John still following ? Excellent ! Too slow...
"Come on John !"
Hurry, hurry... Jump !
John's stopped. Hurt ? Afraid. Motivate.
"Come on John we're losing him !"
Check on John. Good. Hurry !
Lexington Street. Noel Street. Nooo, too late ! Think. Alright !
"This way !"
John ?
"No, this way !"
John, behind : "Sorry."
MOVE !
Almost there, almost... there! Yes ! The cab ! STOP !
"Police ! Open her up !"
Damn. Obviously not him.
"No... Teeth, tan. What, Californian ?" Case... "LA, Santa Monica. Just arrived."
John's voice :"How can you possibly know that ?"
"The luggage !" But how ? What did I get wrong ? "Probably your first trip to London, right ? Going by your final destination, the route your cabbie was taking you... "
"Sorry... Are you guys the police ?"
Need to think...
"Yeah. Everything alright ?"
"Yeah."
Boring. Need to leave.
"Welcome to London."