Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock Holmes or any other characters that are familiar, except my own, probably not going to have any of them. Nor do I own Star Trek TOS or 2009 'verse. They all belong to their respective creators and makers.
John:
'What happened, and why the hell am I cold?' I thought as I was trying to open my eyes, and then I remembered: the virus, Sherlock being frozen, and Mycroft. Mycroft he is very much a dead man if I see him soon.
That's when I felt a pinch in my neck, and the realization that I, at least was being unfrozen. I tried to open my eyes but they were still a bit frozen so I opted to try and move my fingers, and then my toes, and then I finally opened my eyes.
Everything looked and smelled different, and the people watching us, they differently were not the scientist that what seemed like moments ago had frozen us. I went to lock to where Sherlock was, and I found instead a pair of deep blue emerald eyes and a pair of deep chocolate eyes staring at me, and at the rest of as if we were something new, yet quiet old.
Jim:
Finally the blond short guy, had started to move his fingers, and then his toes, probably testing out if he could move and then I saw his eyes open wide,
Then I saw the two tall lanky ones open their own eyes, and they tried to sit, but then they saw Spock and were frozen on their own by the fear of not recognizing anything. The blond one, which Spock was also looking at in fascination, seemed to open his eyes and stare ion wonder. Then he seemed to search for something, and then he saw Spock and me watching him, and he blush a little, and it was different.
John:
As I surveyed the room, I felt like something was wrong but was fascinated by what I saw. Then I saw the green human with pointy ears, who was staring at me still, and it made my blush be redder then it was. That's when I remembered all the news articles that Sherlock had on his desk back home, and how that was keeping him sane for a while before he got sick.
I wondered if he was an alien or just someone with pointy ears, but with something like that it was just a hallucination.
Then I saw Sherlock, and he was unfrozen, as were the rest of them.
"Sher… Sherlock?" I tried but my throat felt like I had not used it in a while.
I saw him look at me, and then he smiled a weak one but all the same a smile. I tried to make sense of what was going on, until he spoke.
"What year is it? Was there a cure for the virus?" Sherlock said in a raspy tone.
A man in what looked like a spandex suit that looked high ranking, answered his questions.
"There was a cure, it was just a virus outbreak that no one was prepared and welcome to the twenty-third century." He said and at that I think Lestrade and I just went back to sleep.
Jim:
As I was ready to introduce myself, I saw the short blond man look at the face of the one with the curly hair, and spoke.
"Sher… Sherlock?" he spoke and then the Sherlock fellow looked at him and they smiled at each other, his voice raspy as he said it, probably from not talking in over a few hundred years.
Then he spoke as well.
"What year is it? Was there a cure for the virus?" he said in a raspy tone as well.
"There was a cure, it was just a virus outbreak that no one was prepared and welcome to the twenty-third century." I told them, both blond men fainted as they heard the welcome to the twenty-third century, bit.
"Damn it Jim, why did you tell them the year?" Bones said, as he took the Neuro sequencer to their heads, to make sure they were well.
"They will be fine, it's not the first shock they had in announcement," the curly haired guy said in a voice I recognized to well in someone I know as well.
"What was the first shock they had? When they realized you were dying? Or when they froze you?" I said, in an attempt to ease my curiosity.
"Their first shock was when they realized that they could not cure me, yes, when I told them that science had evolved in complete success in freezing and unfreezing humanoids, such as this cryogenic freezing. Well we were the study subjects, but I knew it would work" he said in a serious tone, while the guy in the black suite, just starred at us.
"How are they Bone's?" I said trying to distract myself from the awkwardness that had become the room.
"How do you think they are, the Neuro scan does not show anything irregular, but just in case we should take them to sick bay," he said as he was already calling nurse Chaplin to bring medic beds, seeing as they probably still couldn't stand on their own.
They were all taken to sick bay at the academy, to be tested for further viruses and their mental and physical state, and Bones was in charge of that. We had to tranquilize the Sherlock fellow seeing as he would not stop talking and refusing to cooperate.
John:
As I awoke, I was in a familiar place, a hospital or a sick bay, but most of the technology I did not recognize, but I saw Molly and Mycroft's assistant still sleeping but I had no idea where Lestrade, Sherlock or Mycroft where. As I was about to get up I heard a shuffling behind me and as I turned I was relived.
"I would not advise you to get up, seeing as you have not used your legs in a while; I believe that Lestrade is in fact in critical condition, while Mycroft is somewhere being annoying as usual. Molly and Anthea have yet to awaken." Said Sherlock as he wheeled himself in front of the bed I was in.
"What happen? How are we here? Why are we here? What about Mrs. Hudson?" I asked seeing as we were three centuries in the future and I was very confused now.
"Well I would guess that Mrs. Hudson is dead, and has been dead for quite some time, but we still have Lestrade and Molly and well each other, too bad about Mycroft though. It's a shame he survived, as well I guess. Do I really need to tell you why we are here or how we survived?" he said with the same ever disdained for my ignorance.
"Right, well what they said about the virus that had attacked you?" I said interested in how he was infected.
"I was in contagion, as it was because I was contracted with a virus that attacked the immune system, but at the time there was no cure because I had contracted it by being in contact with one ill Vulcan." He said.
I was thrown by the word, since I had no knowledge what it could mean, but then he looked exasperated at my confused gaze.
"Really John, have you not been paying attention? The man who was with the captain, he was a Vulcan well a half Vulcan seeing as his eyes show emotion unlike the others I have seen. As well he looks nothing like the guy I was in contact with back in 2062, since I had read an article about the first contact ship in San Francisco in California, and I was interested and it seemed improbable but I did more research and I found life away from earth."
"I started to have meetings with someone, who had landed a few years back and had been communicating into their rescue ship, but we wanted the same thing knowledge in our species, we wanted to have a united front, what they call now the federations. I was not informed of the possible outcome of the meetings, and well I feel fine. I am cured now, it was a simple virus and the Vulcan's had the cure with them since they were more advance in technology then what we had at the time." He said as he looked at the door like he was waiting for something.
"You had first real contact, with extra terrestrials, really Sherlock what else have you been doing when you're not at the flat?" I said.
"How were we successfully frozen?" I asked since I had little understanding in how that worked.
"That was done by me helping out with technicalities, the scientist that Mycroft had hired were experts in cryogenic freezing they had experimented on the basics, and then they went with live organisms, until they had perfected the freezing stage, it was the unfreezing stages that they had trouble with."
"Three test subjects died before they realized that they needed to put the subjects into a deep sleep before they could continue, then they would start the freezing from the inside out and then they would do the same process, in reverse but this time the machine injected us with a serum that would start the process from the inside to prevent any complications, such as crystals forming in our blood cell and they knew that they needed to make a glycerin-like substances that have a similar function in preventing cell injury, which jells the blood to safely freeze and unfreeze cells and be out of the 'danger-zone'" He said, explaining it to me. Not even bothering to hide his annoyance.
As I was just about to say something in comes the doctor, and he eyes Sherlock and I with annoyance.
"I thought I told you to stay put and not annoy the other patients, and why the hell did you not tell me someone else was up?" he said, and I remembered his captain calling him Bones but that didn't seem right to call him.
"Well doctor, you see I am also a doctor, and my vitals seem fine, also Sherlock was just catching me up on what I missed." I told him giving him a big smile and that seem to annoy him more but he relented to mumbling to himself.
"Fine, you say you're a doctor, but you are an old doctor since you have no experience in some of the technologies we have, so I will be the only doctor here for now, alright." He said as he checked my vitals, and then he resumed to writing some notes on the tablet he was holding onto,
"I'm BORED! When can we leave this place? I need to do something go somewhere," Sherlock said at an attempt to get out, but he was given another sedative, which explain the pinch I had felt when I had awoken.
Sherlock was sedated and he looked content, and I was annoyed.
"You should know that you gave him exactly what he wanted, he is an ex drug addict and giving him sedatives will relapse him into something more dangerous, please do your research, I am well, was, his doctor, and I suggest you stop giving him sedatives." I told him and he seemed to consider me, before I felt a pinch on my neck.