October 12 2010
London
Sir Jeffery Patterson
"My husband was a happy man" the widow says
"What do you mean there's no ruddy car?"
" he went to the water loo sorry, get a cab"
" I never get cabs"
His wife laughs and tells him to get one, he smiles and tells her " I love you "
"...who lived life to the fullest. He loved his family and his work "
dozens of journalist take pictures
" and that he should have taken his life in this way is a mystery and shock to all who knew him "
November 26 2010
James Phillimore
The headline reads about an 18 year old who committed suicide
" taxi " he says as he hails for a cab
his friend convinces him to just share but he remains stubborn and set forth to get an umbrella from his home
January 1 2011
Beth Davenport
" Beth is...? "
" where is she? "
" still dancing if you can call it that. I got her car keys out of her bag "
" it seems that he's been awfully busy" Nero comments as he reads the latest news on the paper
" he's brilliant isn't he? when people are put into the pit of despair they'll grasp whatever thin thread is dangled in front of them" the man says as he chuckles
Nero merely remains a passive face " I just came here for a visit, your men got in my way, tell them to keep their part of the deal and I'll do the same"
"ohh, don't worry my dear" the man says as he took sip of expensive scotch " I've dealt with them"
"remember the deal, I keep out of stealing your loot you keep your men out of my way" Nero says as he stands up " also don't drink too much, Doctor's order"
the man merely chuckles fondly and Nero leaves with a fond smile
" now tell me" the man addresses to his body guard "who were the fools who dared to harm my thief?" the man despite smiling oozes a deadly aura
John H. Watson M.D. the youngest trauma surgeon to ever graduate with perfect scores leaned on his chair as he sighed deeply.
"because of those idiots I had to lay low for a while" he grumbles as he stood and went to view the lights of London " sheesh one would think that Doctors never do paperwork" he says and goes back to his desk and signs the countless paperwork that he frankly could not give a damn but because he was a man of duty he did the paperwork.
" Once I'm done, I'll update my blog"
A few hours later when the sun had started to rise John had already finished his paperwork and headed to his office couch to give his body the much needed rest and decided to put the update of his blog later.
While John Watson had rest his head he was unaware that later much, much later he would meet someone so interesting.
Mike Stamford was a man who liked to help people and his favorite past time was match making. Therefore when Sherlock Holmes had decided to ask of his help,though indirectly, regarding flat shares he accepted and immediately knew someone who would definitely accept and so later that day when he saw his friend and colleague John Watson he had decided the two were meant for each other.
" John!" he called "John Watson!"
John turned and smiled " Mike"
the two exchange pleasantries until Mike had decided to ask the question " Your home still under hazard?" Mike asks
"yeah, My shoulders are starting to ache from sleeping in the office couch" John answers as he touches his shoulder and flexes it " most of my experiments are ruined it's a good thing I had written journals about it" he adds
"I see, why don't you just get a flat?" Mike says " that way when accidents happen you have some place to sleep " John stares at him and smiles "brilliant! but you know how I am, besides who would want me for a flat mate?" John says self de-appreciatively
and Mike smiles and laughs a bit 'my plan is in motion'
"what?" John asks with complete puzzlement, with a mischievous smile Mike says " you're the second to say that to me today " and John's interest is shown, this Mike knew by the subtle change in his friend's eyes
"who was the first?" John asks and the moment those words where uttered the fated meeting of one Sherlock Holmes and John Watson is put into motion.
When Sherlock Holmes the world's Consulting Detective was thrown out of his current residency, he had no other choice but to inquire to his former client who owned a flat that she is currently renting out. Upon sending out his inquiries and his things among them all that is left is finding some one not annoying and won't mess up his experiments for as a flatmate.
And just to his luck Mike Stamford would be the one to find him a flatmate and so he put that at the back of his mind and proceeded to continue his experiment at the lab.
There was once a game John had played while he was on a plane for a medical conference one of the many things that struck John when he had played the game;
The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed...
Alongside time exists fate, the bearer of cruelty.
And as he sees the beautiful man that stood before him, the very man he had once thought of stealing before, he thinks that what was said in that game is true. And as he lends the man his phone briefly he wonders if he could ever stand before this beautiful creature once the truth is shown.
" Oh. Thank you" Sherlock says and John smiles and this warm feeling settles in Sherlock's body that makes him feel giddy and he almost stammers his question " Top or Bottom ?"
As Sherlock hears the words that comes out of his mouth he blushes and tries to explain but John's chuckles and answer makes him blush harder
"It's fine, I'll take the second bedroom upstairs" John adds knowing that the question was indeed misleading and Sherlock is stunned " How? " he asked
"it's easy, Mike had questioned my current living quarters, then he had brought me here to you who was the first one that said 'Who'd want me as a flatmate?' thus it is natural for me to abduce that you are asking me about the quarters in the flat in which there are two bedrooms one on the second or top floor, the other on first of bottom floor of the flat" John says good naturedly and the door opens in which Molly had come in with coffee
"Afternoon, Molly" John greets her with a smile
"ah, John...I'm sorry I have no coffee for you" she says but John dismissed it with a smile and says " it's fine, you're perfume fits you; warm and sweet"
Molly blushes and says thanks for John's compliment as she hands Sherlock his coffee
"I play the violin when I'm thinking, sometimes I don't speak for days on end, potential flatmates should know the worse on each other " Sherlock says regaining his composure as he puts on his coat
" well in that case, I do experiments on the Kitchen on weekends more often than not consisting government graded chemicals, I have a fluid sexuality and string of lovers but I'm not a timer, that and my name is John Watson " he says and extends his hand to Sherlock "it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance"
"Sherlock Holmes" and he accepts John's outstretched hand then adds " pleasure is all mine, also the address is 221 B Baker Street"
and now the voice and the face from 3 years ago has a name and its name is Sherlock Holmes with this knowledge John grins just as Sherlock leaves the lab announcing the fact that he had left his riding crop in the mortuary.
A/N: the game John played is Persona 3, don't play it if you can't afford a broken heart