Hello
This is third the story of my Breaking series and like I always do, there are crossovers. Now mainly with Hamish Macbeth, tv-series not the books.
I got the idea to this story from ACD's story SH- The Adventure of the Black Baronet, so this's some way based to that.
The fall was coming and fast when Hamish Macbeth crossed the Lockdubh's main street and opened the shop's door.
"Rory."
"Hamish." Rory greeted the local policeman who walked inside his shop his little dog following him. They both turned to watch short blond man who dropped his shopping on the desk.
"On holiday?" Rory asked gently but really curious to know. He couldn't actually remember when there had been any outside customers last time.
"Yeah, little break." Blond man smiled and Rory couldn't do but smile back. Something about those kind eyes catch him.
"Staying here?" Hamish asked and looked Jock who was now sitting at the feet of the blond his tail swaying happily.
"At my uncle's place." Other man, taller, dark haired and definitely not smiling answered when he walked beside his friend and put some more shopping on the pile.
"Who that may be?"
The man just sniffed but before he could answer the smaller man stopped him. "Not now Sherlock." Warning voice, bit cold and tired. The man called Sherlock watched him friend and nodded. "Major Maclean, my mother's older brother."
"Oh, you are Alexandra's cousin?" Rory asked and Hamish stilled. Sherlock watched him with interest. "So, you were her fiancé, that Hamish Macbeth."
"I don't know your name." Hamish snarled. It still hurt to hear her name and the guilty never eased.
"Sherlock Holmes. This's Doctor John Watson. We are here just two weeks to relax about our little ordeal."
"Right. And can I see your weapon Doctor Watson?" Hamish asked and John grinned. When he drew out his SIG on his back holster Sherlock sighed. "Really John?"
"Bad habit. I never go anywhere without it." John gave the special made weapon to Hamish who looked it like it was about to bit him. "Not loaded." John pulled the magazine out of his pocket.
"And I think you have permission to carry this?"
John looked sheepishly at Sherlock and hold out his badge.
Rory and Hamish stared it.
"I though you quit John." Sherlock looked suddenly like he was about to explode.
"Quit that act 'Lock. This is nothing to do with you." John sighed.
"Oh, right, really? And now, now you say that you still work for my brother?"
"What's wrong with that?"
"For Mycroft god's sake! I can't believe you! And yes, I think that it's everything to do with me! That affects our work. And now that we just have worked out our relationship!"
"No it doesn't. And you know it. Calm down and we speak later." John sounded suddenly angry and he rubbed his chest. Again Sherlock's mood winded and he looked worried again.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes. Go find James. Please."
Sherlock stared at John, and then he just nodded and without any word left.
"Sorry about that." John murmured when Hamish gave back his SIG.
"You two together?"
"Yeah, and it's still more than complicated relationship, believe me. We are not in any way like many other normal people. We have our past and our works and so. How much?" John asked when Rory gave him the already packed bag.
"See you around, I think." John smiled when he was handed the money and Hamish wished him a good day. A bit later he walked out the shop and watched Mazda's newest sportwagon what headed toward Maclean's place.
"Problems." TV John was suddenly behind Hamish.
"You can say?" Hamish wasn't sure that he wanted to know, because he had his own bad feelings from those two men.
"Definitely." TV John frowned.
"The taller man was Alexandra's cousin. The blond is his boyfriend."
"Doctor John Hamish Watson."
They turned to see Doc Brown who was appeared behind them.
"Know him?"
"No. But I used to read his blog when I could. Though he was dead, like that other fellow too."
Hamish watched his dog who seemed disappointed that John had left.
"Jock liked him."
They all looked the dog.
"So, what blog?" TV John asked.