A/N:See chapter one. Some spoilers for "The Blind Banker" and "The Great Game"

Thanks to Bkwrm19 for pointing me in this direction:)

Sherlock and companions do not belong to me.

POV of Sarah. A double drabble.


Bored


I require a short-term locum

For my busy London practice:

Someone focused and hardworking;

An efficient "Dr. Right".

~o~

I find an overqualified,

But keen, ex-army surgeon;

Who falls asleep mid-clinic,

Having worked throughout the night.


I desire a peaceful evening,

With this fascinating veteran;

His eyes and manner make me

Want to learn a little more.

~o~

I find a Chinese circus

Quite a novel destination.

(I've never had a date

Whose friend has tagged along before.)


I acquire intriguing insight,

Into Sherlock-John dynamics,

When a sinister agenda

Starts to raise its ugly head.

~o~

I find that, when it matters,

We can fight quite well together,

As my peaceful evening turns

Into a battlefield instead.


I enquire about some supper,

After such a hectic evening.

A pizza ordered, just for two,

Is what I'd really like.

~o~

I find, instead, a nightmare,

Where I'm waiting, bound and helpless,

For a miracle to save me

Or a crossbow bolt to strike.


I retire back home, quite shattered

By the evening's "entertainment".

This relationship demands a price

I truly can't afford.

~o~

I find him on my doorstep;

Now he's sleeping on my sofa.

Whisper it quite softly;

"John... at least I won't get bored."

~o~