Title: Teacher's Pet
Summary: John's a creative writer student major at the University of London and thus his story comes true with Professor Sherlock Holmes.
Disclaimer: I do not owe BBC Sherlock!
Author's note: Sorry for the delay, I'm busy preparing for finals. The next and final chapter should be up this weekend, if not, next Friday (March 22nd - hopefully). Hope the chapter isn't too OOC and hopefully not much grammar mistakes. If there's any mistakes, please let me know (besides grammar).
When the door opens fully to the classroom, everyone stopped talking immediately and all heads turned towards to the entrance door. John looked and saw that there was a long table in front of the audience and he saw that there were reporters there as well as video cameras as all of them were now pointed directly at him.
He saw the Dean, the President of the school and Sherlock sitting in the front. Sherlock had stood up when he saw that it was John whom entered the classroom, "John," he breathed out softly.
"I'm afraid that you're too late to intervene, Mr. Watson. We have come to a conclusion to our diplomacy here," the president said.
"May I ask what is the conclusion that you came to?" John asked as he walked towards the front and cameras were shooting off at him as well as students who sat in the audience were staring at him angrily.
"With the help of Mycroft Holmes, we have all agreed to put Professor Holmes on temporary leave of absence until your graduation date which is soon. During that time, you will be watched at all times by none other than DI Dimmock, Sergeant Donovan or Forensic Anderson. If one of them sees you going to Professor Holmes, we will re-locate one of you to a different location, is that understood?" The president asked.
"I..." John began as he knew that he needed one year to graduate and it was tolerable to wait until the year is up. "What will Professor Holmes be doing at the time?" He asked.
"I'll be writing a novel," Sherlock replied before either of the two men could answer, "I already have the story plot plotted. I already contacted my agency and editor," he said.
"You're an author?" John asked surprised.
Sherlock nodded, "It's not every day that I mention to everyone that my book, Forgetting The Past is by me and top seller," he added.
There was quiet around in the room before someone spoke, "That's by Siger Holmes! That couldn't be you!" The girl's outburst said.
"Siger Holmes was my father, I used he's name as an alias of my own," Sherlock explained.
John was still shocked by the news, he was dating a Professor, and a popular author? "My sister has your book and she's dying to get the autograph of Siger. Just wait until I tell her that it's you!" He said smiling.
"Enough!" Exploded outburst came from the dean, "this is getting out off hand. Mr. Watson, do you agree to our terms? We don't care if Professor Holmes is a novelist! The ending quarter is near and we need to solve this charade as soon as possible," he said.
"I..." John looked at Sherlock who was giving him a 'look.' "I accept those terms," he said without any hesitation of sort.
The dean nodded happily, "By this time tomorrow, all communications of sort are terminated until then. This conference is over," he said and that said, students began to leave the classroom and John was ushered out off the classroom by the president as reporters were swooming down and asking questions to the dean and Sherlock.
It was now summer vacation and John Watson was glad that the charade was over. After the conference, they had gotten a replacement teacher which was none other than the dean himself. It was miserable in that class as each student was giving John a dirty look because the dean made the final more harder than Professor Holmes would have done.
In the end, half of the class barely passed with a "C" due to the final being changed. There were over a 100+ questions and half were written answers and some where MC. There were questions coming from chapter one and from the video that they had watched. There were at least ten people in the class who didn't passed as they had gotten a "C" in the midterm and even with the people who had passed, they were blaming John.
That was during winter quarter, spring quarter was barely a bit better and some students either had forgotten about the story or that the story was old news and had moved on. It was much easier during spring quarter as John had done better in each and one of he's classes. And now it was summer vacation.
John was in the flat that he shares with Mike when he gotten an unexpected surprise. "Mycroft, what are you doing here?" He asked when he opened the door, "I thought you weren't suppose to see me," he added.
"Sherlock isn't suppose to see you, but I could since I'm the British Government," Mycroft said with a smile as he was let in.
"I heard that you caught the man who filmed us, congrats," John said as he led Mycroft to the living room so that they can talk.
"After the conference, it wasn't hard to track him down. It was one of your former classmates father, he's name was Julian, I believe," Mycroft said.
"The name doesn't ring a bell," John said apologetic as he had forgotten everyone from that class except for Mike.
"The father was working for us but I replaced him with none other than Adam. He was slacking off at work when I caught him doing so," Mycroft explained.
"Mycroft, I suspect there is more to this visit than telling me who was the one filming us that day," John said.
"Ah yes," Mycroft said nodding as he got he's briefcase and put it on top of the table, he opened it up and took out an envelope. "Sherlock started writing his novel right after the conference. He had asked me to deliver this to you so that he could ask for your opinion on it before sending it to he's editor and publisher," Mycroft said giving it to him.
"I thought I was cut off by all transmission?" John asked as he took the envelope.
"Yes, well...this is a special occasion. Besides, I convinced them it would be me who would be giving you the document and not Sherlock. He's somewhere far from here that you couldn't leave," Mycroft explained.
"I see...thank you Mycroft, for this. I'll give it back to you when I'm done," John said.
"He wants your opinion within a week's time, so hopefully you have the time to read it," Mycroft said smiling and with that said, he stood up and said he's good-bye to John.
Later that night, he was in bed staring at the manuscript that he was about to read. He wasn't quite sure on why he was so nervous on reading it. Gawd, it had been weeks since he had Sherlock's cock. Just holding the manuscript made him thinking about it. John sighed, the year was almost up and if he could survive this long, he could survive the upcoming months. He just needed to use he's toys more often than once.
John shook his head as he looked at the title again, it read: The Man Who Got Me by: Siger Holmes. John frowned, hopefully it wasn't the story that he had written, or could it be? He flipped the page and saw the dedication page that was written there.
To my love, John Hamish Watson. We found each other and yet so far apart. You changed me and this story is for you. I love you, John Hamish Watson. Will you marry me?
John stared at the dedication page, Sherlock's proposing to him this way? He thought as he quickly looked for his cell phone. Sherlock's number had been changed, so he couldn't get a hold of him, but he could get a hold of Mycroft.
TBC...
me: one more chapter! Hope you guys liked it so far. Here is the link to the ring: /products/JWLM0017-crevice-grooved-square-shaped-gemstone-men's-ring Email me if you want to see it, if you can't get to the link.
Sherlock: So short!
me: I know, but hopefully the final chapter is long. Besides, I'm doing a prequel and may be a sequel as well.
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