John admired the colorful leaves and the surrounding nature as he walked with Sherlock towards the golden yellow hot air balloon.
He turned to Sherlock, a tone of fear in his voice: „What if I fall?"
„In case you'll jump purposely over the edge, then the probability of you falling down is quite high to say the least, but, assuming you won't do that, there's no possible way you could fall. Elementary."
„Nevertheless, would you catch me if I did? Even though ... even though I never did the same for you."
„John, we've gone through this a thousand times. I did not fall – I jumped! Deliberately. It was the only way, I didn't have a choice. But everything's all right now. Now cheer up, look at all the colours around us! It's a wonderful day and there's nothing to be afraid of."
The pair strolled forward until they saw a couple walking towards them and the hot air balloon.
Sherlock stated with slight confusion on his face: „There's definitely something odd about them. I can't quite put my finger on it though."
„Oh, se. Not that same old song and dance again. We could actually get along with those people."
They met halfway to the air balloon. „How are you," the redhead said with a noticable Scottish accent. His Rory and I'm Amy, his queen. Oh, sorry, I meant-" she muttered as Rory gave her one of his judging, but amused looks.
„Really? Twice today? I might just as well give you the title, my queen," he teased, nudging her.
„Oh, shut up."
„Nice to meet you," Sherlock said with a slight smile, while observing the couple quickly in his mind.
As they began to walk towards the hot air balloon which was now only a few hundred feet away, John started to ask: „A lovely day today, don't-"
He was interrupted by a strange noise behind them. As they turned around they saw a dark blue police box – believe it or not – materializing from thin air.
„The Doctor!" Amy and Rory exchanged exciting looks, a moment later they were already running towards the TARDIS that John and Sherlock looked at surprisingly.
With the snap of a finger the door opened and an odd-looking man leaned on the door, adjusting his scarlet bowtie, an excited smile on his face. „Up for a little adventure, Ponds?"
Amy and Rory hugged the Doctor while John and Sherlock stared suspiciously at them and the queer blue box, confusion in their eyes.
The Doctor smiled: „You can bring your new friends too. But now, off to the TARDIS! We're about to visit one of my all-time favourites, sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Come, gentlemen."