A Case of Twisted Time- part nine again, sorry im late. i have a major headache right now and school's being a bitch. anyways, please enjoy this sorry excuse for a chapter!
Billie woke up in the morning greeted by the wonderful smell of breakfast. She smiled for a moment and then got out of bed. There were a new set of clothes on the chair by the door. She blinked a few times, sleep still tugging at her mind. She stretched, trying to get the sleepiness to leave. She sat up, her hair slightly askew and the sheets tangled around her legs. She stepped out of bed, wobbled a bit from the non use, then went to what looked like a dresser mirror that looked covered with papers. She marked down a mental note to herself that one day she would have to drag Mr. Holmes in there to help her organize. Sure she had never been a clean person, her room back at home had things strewn across the floor and her shelves had never been organized either, but it had never gotten this bad. One day when they weren't on a case she would need to.
She tried clearing the papers filled with scribbles, short notes, and, were those doodles? She looked in the mirror, noting that her hair was knotted and, touching it, a bit greasy. That tore it, she would have a bath that day, not this morning, but before she went to bed. She found a hair brush and struggled with her hair, though short, had been through a lot. After that she dressed in the clothes on the chair, again battling the stockings again. Sadly during her battle she stepped on that damned nail again. She cursed at herself, the nail, the stockings, and for some reason the time period. She sat on the bed, lacing up her shoes. She glanced over at the bed side table, looking at her pitiful amount of things she had from her time period. Her jacket, her book, her bag, her I-Pod, and her phone. The only things she had connecting her to her time. She sighed, getting up.
She made her way down stairs, smelling something wonderful. She had to admit to herself, Mrs. Hudson's cooking was fabulous. She saw Mr. Holmes and Watson drinking some morning tea.
"Ah morning Doctor, Holmsey.", Billies said, giggling to herself.
Doctor Watson smiled and Mr. Holmes raised an eye at her, but let it pass. It was then Billie noticed Wiggins wasn't there.
"He's off with his friends doing who knows what.", Mr. Holmes answered her unspoken question. "Oh.", Billies said before sitting down on the couch, taking a biscuit and some still warm tea for herself. As she ate and drank, she noticed an awkward silence had settled over the room. Well, awkward for her anyways. Mr. Holmes was reading the newspaper and Doctor Watson was reading a book. Billie, once she had finished eating, made her way over to the window seat and looked out over the people in the street. She sighed, not knowing what else to do. It was then that she saw someone go to the door below. As the man knocked on it, there was a faint knocking heard from downstairs. All went still it seemed. Mr. Holmes made his way over to her, looking out the window, his face tensed. Immediately, though, it softened. He smiled and turned to Doctor Watson.
"Looks like we'll be visiting Lestrade today. One of his men is out there. Better grab your coat Doctor.", Said Holmes as he went to grab his coat as well. When Billie looked back down at the door outside, he wasn't there anymore. Now there were footsteps on the stairs coming up. Billie turned as there was knock on the door and Mrs. Hudson led an officer in. The officer looked slightly surprised to see Billie, but quickly turned his attention to Mr. Holmes.
"Mr. Holmes, Inspector Lestrade is requesting your presence at a crime scene, says it's urgent.", said the officer with an official air to him. Mr. Holmes nodded and said, "I'm sure he does. Well come Watson, Billie, let's go see what Lestrade needs." Watson seemed a bit shocked at what Mr. Holmes had said, including the officer, Mrs. Hudson, and Billie herself. He wanted her to go with them to a crime scene? Quite a shock indeed. "But Holmes, are you sure that's all right?", asked Watson with some apprehension. Mr. Holmes seemed to think for a moment and then nodded. "Absolutely. It does seem like she'll be staying her for quite some time and she may be able to help us in some way."
It was plain to see that the officer was very much curious as to who exactly Billie was, but he held his tongue and said not a word. Billie was stunned for a second , but then nodded and muttered an okay, getting off the settee and was suddenly handed a slight jacket by Mrs. Hudson, who seemed to have taken it out of no where. "It'll be a bit breezy out today. Take care of yourself now." Billie nodded and made a mental note to thank Mrs. Hudson later, for everything she's done. She then followed Mr. Holmes and Doctor Watson down the stairs and out into the street. They were then bustled into a coach and headed off to where Lestrade wait for them.
And again i say, i am very sorry for the wait. Seriously i haven't even gone back to school yet and yet they're shoving work down my throat. damn private school. Just recovered from a cold, who's major annoyance had been a head ache. anyways won't be able to post for a while because im going to be gone for a while and i won't have my beloved computer. *sobs* please read and review, because it's what keeps my spirits high.
