Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction- Voodoo
I DON'T OWN SHERLOCK HOLMES AND JOHN WATSON AND LESTRADE BUT I DO OWN JACK ZEN AND DR MATTHEWSON AND GEORGE AND BEN
"Okay Sherlock im off to bed. Can you wake me early? About 7am, I've got a lot to do tomorrow" said Watson
"Absolutely Watson, good night" said Sherlock
"Night Holmes" Watson said as he left the room to go to his own
Sherlock sighed. He had no doubt that his dearest Watson would have nighmares again tonight. They were constant reminders of what his friends past was like, and if the screaming didn't give you a clue, then the thrashing and tossing and turning would.
Once Watson reached his room he was bushed, so he quickly got into his nightclothes, relieved himself, and got into bed. Ten minutes later he was asleep.
Jack Zen was walking down the road looking for Baker Street. It was time to get his revenge. The last time he saw Sherlock, was after he had killed his best friend, Benjamin. He wondered if Holmes had anyone he cared about now but it was very unlikely. Once he reached Baker Street he opened the door and hovered in using his magic so Sherlock could not hear him because that man could here a mouse from a mile away. As he was going through the house he heard whimpering sounds coming from one of the rooms and got curious so he went to see who it was because it wasn't Holmes. He reached the room, from which the noise was coming from and opened the door. He hovered in and was greeted with the sight of a man tossing and turning in his sleep who was obviously having a nightmare. He went over to the bed and had a closer look. The man was fairly young and had light hair and a mustache. He was whimpering and his body gleamed in the light that was coming from the doorway as he was sweating. Just then he heard a noise on the stairs. Holmes was coming. Jack used his magic and turned himself invisible. As soon as he had done that none other than Sherlock Holmes came into the room and went over to the man in the bed.
"Watson" Sherlock called, trying to rouse him from his nightmare
Watson only whimpered louder and tossed and turned more violently almost knocking Sherlock of his feet.
"My dearest Watson it's okay, it's only a bad dream, do wake up old boy" Sherlock said as he continued to comfort his friend
Watson didn't seem to be carming down so Sherlock got into the bed with him so watsons back was leaning on his front and held on to him. Watson started to relax into Sherlocks hold and woke up.
"Sherlock" Watson whispered
"Yes my dear fellow"
"I'm sick of this" he said as he started to sob into Sherlocks chest
It broke Sherlocks heart to see Watson so upset
"I no you are, but it's okay because I will always be here to help you no matter what okay" sherlock said as he rocked his friend back and forth to try and get him to fall asleep
Watson nodded and snuggled more into Sherlocks embrace.
"Can you stay?" Asked Watson in a very quiet and desperate voice
"Of course" he replied
"Thanks" Watson said as he yawned
A few minutes later Watson fell asleep and sherlock continued to rock him and stroke his hair which made him peacefully moan and lean into his touch. He kissed him on the top of his head (in a friendly way not a lovey way) and then fell asleep himself.
Jack had watched the whole thing and now had a very good idea for his revenge. He wouldn't hurt Sherlock, he would hurt Watson as he obviously cared dearly for him. Jack hovered closer to the bed and got one last look at the pair and then left. He would return tomorrow.
Sherlock woke up at 6:30. He remembered the events from last night and felt very sorry for his dear friend. Watson then started to wake up.
"Morning Watson"
"Morning Holmes"
Watson then realised that he was in Sherlocks arms and remembered what happened the night before.
"I'm very sorry my dear friend"
"Whatever for Watson"
"For the fact that you had to comfort me during another nightmare, it's not fair on you to have to do this every time I go to sleep"
"Nonsense, I will gladly help you through every nightmare you have and it's not fair that you have the nightmares every time you fall asleep, you look exhausted"
"I am, but they won't stop" Watson said as he sat up
Sherlock then got out of the bed and started rubbing therapeutic circles on Watsons leg so it didn't hurt when he stood.
"Thanks Holmes"
"No problem" Sherlock said as he helped his friend stand. "I'll make you some tea and breakfast"
"You don't have to do that"
"I know but I want to so be down stairs in twenty minutes okay?"
"Okay"
Watson got dressed and went down stairs to meet Holmes for breakfast.
"Holmes I didn't tell you but last night I felt someone elses presence in the room"
"You did"
"Yes"
"There wasn't anyone else in there"
"I know, it just felt like there was"
"Okay do tell me if you feel it again okay, even though it might be nothing it's better to be safe than sorry"
"I agree"
"Eat up" said sherlock as he gave Watson his breakfast. "Remember you said you had a lot to do today" said Holmes
"Yeah I do and I'm going past the tabacco shop, do you need some more?" Asked Watson
"Yes if you wouldn't mind" replied Sherlock
"Not at all"
After breakfast Watson got prepared to leave.
"Do you need anything else why I'm out?" Asked Watson
"Some milk please if thats okay" replied Sherlock
"Yeah sure I'll see you later then"
"Be careful"
"Why?" He asked
"I've just got a bad feeling, it's probably nothing" he replied
"But then again whenever you say you've got a bad feeling something bad always happens"
"Precisely"
"Okay I always take my revolver with me anyway" Watson said as he left the room
As soon as Sherlock heard the door shut he started go worry, but why, everything was fine, he was fine, Watson was fine and was only going out for a little while, he'd be back in no time.
Watson paid the cabbie and got out. He had a lot to do today. He had to go shopping for food, new clothes and tobacco for Sherlock.
He went to the clothes shop first and got three new shirts, two new waistcoats, two pairs of trousers and a new pair of suspenders all of which would probably be stolen by Sherlock by next week. He then went to the food shop and bought some more tea, bread, milk, cheese and eggs. He finally went to the tobacco shop and bought Holmes his favourite. After that he decided it was a a nice afternoon, his leg was fine and he didn't have a lot to carry so he would walk back to Baker Street.
Meanwhile Sherlock was still worrying.
Jack zen had been following Watson all day. He deduced that this man was ex military from his limp, the way he dressed and his posture.
Watson was nearing Baker Street when he started to get the feeling that he was being followed so he quickened his pace. Once he reached Baker Street his rushed inside and took the food to the kitchen, clothes to his room and hid them and went to Sherlocks room to give him his tobacco. He entered the room and went over to Holmes who was sitting in his arm chair near the window.
"Here you go Holmes" he said as he passed Sherlock the tobacco
"Ah Watson your back, thank you" he said as he took the tobacco. He then looked up and saw that Watson had a troubled look on his face. "Are you okay?" He asked
"I think someone was following me" Watson said as the removed his coat, jacket and hat and sat down
That news worried Sherlock. "Do you think or do you know?" He asked
"I think" he replied. "But when have I ever been wrong in the past?" He asked
"You haven't" Sherlock replied
"Exactly"
"Well can you not leave Baker Street again without me, just to be safe"
"Okay I will tell you if I need to go out again so you can come with me but I shouldn't need to"
"Good"
"If I am being followed, who do you think it might be?"
"It could be a number of different people" he replied. "It could be enemies of mine trying to get you to hurt me or it could be enemies that you have procured in your lifetime"
"Yeah I guess we have made quite a lot if enemies over the years"
"Mmm"
For the rest if the day Holmes and Watson just sat around talking, playing cards or chess and having dinner. At 9pm Watson yawned.
"You should go to bed old boy"
"I'm not tired" Watson said whilst yawning again
"I beg to differ"
"Yeah your right, I just don't want to have another nightmare"
"If you have another one I shall be there to wake you"
"Thanks Holmes"
"No problem my friend"
Watson then left the room and went to his own. After getting changed he got into bed and again ten minutes later he was asleep.
Jack Zen again entered the house and went to Watsons bedroom and went over to his bed. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but that could be fixed. Jack pointed his hand at Watson and used his magic to give Watson a very bad nightmare. Watson started tossing and turning in his sleep and started whimpering. He did this for about five minutes and then he started tossing more and screamimg. Jack smiled as he heard Holmes coming up the stairs. He didn't bother to turn himself invisible. This time he wanted Sherlock to see him. As Sherlock ran into the room to yet again comfort his friend he used his magic to throw him into the wall and hold him there.
"Hello Sherlock Holmes, it's been a long time"
"Jack Zen, what are you doing here?" Sherlock asked as he looked over at Watson who was tossing and whimpering in the middle if a nightmare, with concern
"What did you think I was just going to let you get away with killing my best friend?" Jack asked and then pointed his hand at Watson again and made his nightmare deepen making Watson toss and turn violently and scream out
"Stop it please, leave him alone, he hasn't done anything" Sherlock begged as his friend cried out again
"Neither did Benjamin but you still killed him didn't you Holmes" Jack said as he again worsened Watsons nightmare making him turn onto his stomach and cover his head with his hands and scream out.
"It's okay Watson. Please stop it"
Jack then clicked his fingers and Watson stopped moving and started to wake up.
"Wa" Watson mumbled
"Watson don't move and don't panic" Sherlock told his friend
Watson looked up to where the voice was coming from and saw Sherlock floating in the air.
"Sherlock" he shouted as he got out of bed and went to run to his friend but he was lifted into the air and smacked into a wall by Jack on the opposite side of the room, banging his head in the process
"Watson are you okay?" asked Sherlock with concern
"I'm okay" he replied. "What's going on?" he asked
"Well you see Sherlock here killed my best friend" Jack said
"I'm sure he had a good reason and what's it got to do with me? He asked
"No he didn't have a reason and you are Sherlocks friend and he killed my friend so I'm going to kill you, not now of course, not why your in your night clothes. I'll wait till you least expect and then I'll kill him Sherlock right in front of you but first I'll torture him with voodoo and I'm sure you remember how agonizing it was from when I did it to you"
"Please leave Watson out of this, he hasn't done anything you bastard" Sherlock begged as he remembered the pain he went through and didn't want Watson to go through it
"Like I said, neither did Benjamin but you killed him and do you really think it's a good idea to be calling me names, I mean I could hurt your friend just by clicking my fingers"
Jack then clicked his fingers and Watson grabbed his head and started whimpering in pain.
"Please stop, I'm sorry"
Jack clicked his fingers again and Watson stopped whimpering.
"Good" said Jack "I'm going to put you down now so you can comfort your friend but any funny business and you won't have a friend to comfort do you understand me" he asked
Sherlock nodded.
He slowly lowered Sherlock to the floor and Watson to his bed. As soon as Sherlock was down he went over to Watson and held him against his chest and soothed him.
"It's okay Watson, just go to sleep"
Watson relaxed into Sherlocks embrace and fell asleep, snoring softly. Sherlock held him tight and and stroked his soft, fluffy hair which made him moan peacefully and lean into his touch.
"I meant what I said Holmes, I will torture and kill him and I'll make you watch it all and then when he's dead I'll let you hold his lifeless body and then I'll kill you"
"Please just leave Watson out of this he's done noth-"
"Nothing wrong I heard you the first time and reminded you that Benjamin didn't do anything either, so I will be back" Jack said and then disappeared
"Wake up my dear friend" Sherlock said as he shuck Watsons shoulder gently
"Serlock" Watsons mumbled sleepily
"I'm sorry old boy but I need to check your head as you banged it pretty good when you hit the wall"
"Kay" He mumbled again
Sherlock leant Watson forward so he was sitting in front of him and so his head was resting on his chest and gently prodded the bruised spot on his head.
"I think it's okay but I'll check it again in the morning" Sherlock said as he rested Watson back against his pillows and realized he had fallen asleep. "Oh Watson, I'm so sorry" he said as Watson mumbled in his sleep and pushed his head further into the pillows
Sherlock decided that Watson would be safer in his own room so he gently picked him up (bridal style) so he didn't wake him and moved him to his room and his bed and covered him with quilts and blankets. He then sat down in a chair next to the bed and played his violin very softly and watched as Watson relaxed and snuggled more into the warmth of the blankets.
He felt very sorry for his companion. Not only did he get woken up every night by nightmares but now he had someone who wanted revenge on him who wanted to kill him. It's just wasn't fair.