Author's Note-I do not own these characters. It is all my fault for making this monstrosity of a Conan Doyle Story. :) Anyway, this is Study In Scarlet with a twist. Watson has a secret. And it is told in Wasons POV. I dont know how long this will be.
Prologue- Journal Entry
I am alone. That is what keeps me awake at night, plus the fact that I wish not to see people die in my nightmares. I wish for an apartment with a fellow-lodger. Just having someone near me would help. But not too near, or else my secret will not be a secret anymore. It was almost . . . easier in the army. I had a job to do, save as many lives as I could. Now I am as aimless as I could be in London, surrounded by people.
I am lonely. I wish I could talk to someone, someone who knows me, the real me, so I don't have to pretend anymore.
But there is no real me. This is the real me.