Author's Notes: Dialogue fic with Holmes and Lestrade
Baker Street
Midnight, August 1881
'I'll go wake the Doctor, shall I?'
'Erm… It's very late, Mr Holmes, if it's all the same, perhaps you should leave him this time. I mean, if he's sleeping and all.'
'What has gotten into you, Lestrade? Dr Watson is far more competent than that fool, Langer. A drunken police surgeon is of no use in major cases.'
'I agree, but it's getting very ugly. Our fiend is escalating. This latest victim… it's indescribable. I wouldn't let my newest constables near it. Even veteran detectives were shocked.'
'Watson has seen worse.'
'Perhaps, but he doesn't need to see more.'
Author's Notes: For the prompt: midnight summons
