Chapter 2- Curious meeting
As John Watson walked into 221B Baker St. carrying a load of groceries, he noticed something off.
"Is that my computer?" John asked.
"Of course," Sherlock replied, typing away.
"What?"
"Mine was in the bedroom," he said not looking up from the screen.
"What and you couldn't be bothered to get up?" John scowled. "It's password protected."
"In a manner of speaking, took me less than a minute to guess yours. It's not exactly Fort Knox."
"Right, thank you," he said as he snatched his computer.
Sherlock started thinking as John sat down and looked distastefully at the growing pile of bills. "I need to get a job," he sighs.
"Oh, dull," Sherlock replied. He was trying to think about the email he received from Sebastian. He had a feeling that there was something more behind this than just a break-in at the bank.
"Listen... If you'd be able to lend me some... Sherlock, are you listening?" John asked.
Out of the blue, Sherlock said, "I need to go to the bank." He jumped up and started for the door. John followed him halfway down the front steps, when Sherlock's ears perked up and he said, "Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?" John asked.
Ignoring his question, Sherlock ran back into the flat. John sighed, he was glad his limp had gone or he wouldn't have been able to deal with all this running around.
He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw what was in the living room; A large blue police box.
"What on earth?"
"It's some form of a transport craft; Must've teleported here, so it's advanced technology. Too advanced for any human in this time which must mean it's either not from this time, or not from Earth, or both," Sherlock deduced.
Just then, the doors of the box opened (inward, Sherlock noticed) and two normal looking chaps walked out. Well, I guess you could say that. The girl looked pretty normal wearing jeans and a t-shirt, but the man was wearing a tweed jacket, a red bowtie, and had a crazed grin on his face.
"'Ello, Sherlock, John. It's been a while, how are you?"
"Who the heck are you?" John exclaimed.
"Wait, when is this, 2010... no, 2009...no, 2010. So you don't know me yet, but you do now! I'm the Doctor," he rambled.
"Doctor who?" John asked.
"Just the Doctor."
"And I'm Natalie. Natalie Wilson. Hullo."
"American, age 25, attended college at age of 16, you get bored easily meaning you can't hold a job for more than a month, though you have good recommendations from all over the place, a bit overqualified one might say, and currently single," Sherlock said as he use his powers of deduction to read her like a book.
"Anything else, smart one?" Natalie smirked. Sherlock hesitated when he finally said, "Yes, and you would probably smack me if I said anything more."
Natalie flushed bright pink. "But I have to say, that was pretty impressive. Can I give it a go at you?"
"By all means," Sherlock said.
She paused, trying to figure him out.
"You're in your late 20's, so 26, 27, maybe even seem to have a vast knowledge of all sorts, but I think you lack in certain subjects. You are very anti-social, and you don't have any friends. No, scratch that, you do have 1 very close friend. I can see the way you look at him."
John opened his mouth to argue, and say for the umpteenth time that he was not gay, despite what the world thought.
"Not gay though," she said noticing John's discomfort, "It's more of a look of trust. Also, you don't really care for your family, lots of family trouble. Lucky you, I won't go into it because I can tell at the way your shoulders tensed that this is a tricky discussion for you. Your welcome," she smiled, noting his silence as a good thing.
"Eh, you need to work on a couple things. But I must ask, where did you learn that?" Sherlock asked.
"This website called the 'Science of Deduction'. Have you heard of it? The guys a flippin genius" Natalie said.
"Yes, I wrote it."
"Nawww. Are you serious? You're Sherlock Holmes?" she said, bewildered.
"The flippin genius," he joked, mocking her earlier compliment.
"Could you stop flirting for just a second please?" John asked.
Natalie went red again, and the Doctor coughed loudly.
"Well Sherlock, I have a case for you. We can talk about it in the TARDIS," he said.
"Umm… we were on our way to the bank just now. We might be able to catch you later, but…." John stopped talking when he realized that everyone else was staring at him and smiling like they all knew a secret that he didn't. Sherlock gave him a look like he was an idiot.
"Are you that stupid to realize that that box is a time machine? We could be gone for hours and be back here in a minute. We can go to the bank later; the Doctor has surely caught my attention."
"That's the spirit!" The Doctor said, "Come along, Holmes!"
A/N: Finally! Two great minds meet. Well, three if you include Natalie. Hopefully I got the characters right, last chapter I felt like I messed up the Doctor's character a lot but it feels right this time around. And the whole thing with John, I'm sorry if you don't like how I did it but I'm not really a Johnlock fan. Don't get me wrong, there will be romance in this story, but it is OC-lock, not Johnlock. Again, sorry if you don't agree with it. Also, I kind of thought I made it seem like Sherlock immediately accepted the fact that time and space travel were real. Normally, I don't think he would believe that so quickly. But next chapter will have some reasoning to why he would accept that the TARDIS is a time (and space) machine. Plus I recently was in Florida for a week, so I've had lots of time to work on this. The next chapter will come up soon!
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