Hello everyone this is my new fanfiction involving Male Sherlock and female John known as Jean Watson. Here are the flowing warnings please note that these are here to warn you that stuff will happen or have happened.
Warnings. Past rape, mentions of past rape, PTSD because of rape, drugs mention as well as forcibly used, attempt rape, animal abuse (not from Jean or Sherlock or from normal good characters)
Disability nerve damage, spinal damage, tremors, PTSD, use of mobility aids.
Also if anyone wants to be a beta reader for me then just let me know I have dyslexic and would like to warn people that there may be grammar mistakes and misspelling.
Chapter 26 the hounds of the Baskerville part 1
The client as it turns out was called Henry knight, asked them to watch a clip showing the Dartmoor lands and the laboratory that did animal mutation experiments Sherlock turned the clip off "So what did you see?" the man Henry glanced to Jean then back to Sherlock "Oh on the clip before you turned it off I was just about to say" He pointed lamely to the T.V Sherlock sighed "Yes you where about to say what you thought they would want you to see in a T.V interview now I prefer to do my own editing" He explained Jean was over on the sofa petting Maya keeping her away from the man who was clearly nerves around dogs. "Yes… yes of course em… do you know Dartmoor at all Mr Holmes?" Jean hesitated she was raised not miles off the place Sherlock cocked his head to the side to look at Jean "Do you know it Jean?" Jean hesitated "I know of the place…. I used to go for walks with my mother before she passed away and I was at ST Bart's but have not been back since" Henry nodded "Yes it is a amazing place it like nowhere you been before it sort of bleak yet beautiful" He stead at Jean "Yes we used to go for walks After my mum died just my dad and me every evening we go out onto the moor…." Sherlock interrupted "yes very good now skipping to the night that your dad was violently killed when did that happened?"
Jean still sitting she sighed "Not good Sherlock" She whispered Sherlock cocked his head to the side to glance back in her direction "No?" "No sorry" "Ah" He sort of put in then Henry spoke "There was a place it sort of local landmark called Dewer's Hollow" Henry waited to for Sherlock to click things together which Sherlock did not he sighed "It a ancient name for the devil" Jean butted in "Is that what you think you saw? The Devil? Or was it something else?"
Henry glanced down to Maya before shifting to the side a little as to get away from her then he gulped but muttered "Yes it was huge coal black fur with red eyes it got him tore him the thing tore him apart I honestly cannot remember anything else they found me the next morning wondering around on the moor but… my dad's body was never found"
Jean who had been writing all this down turned to Sherlock "Red eyes coal black fur Enormous. Could be a large dog or wolf if it came from the Baskerville laboratory that could be possible you know a genetic experiment" Sherlock agreed but he seemed to be more mocking then sympathetic like Jean was Henry picked that up "Are you making fun of me Mr Holmes my father was always going on about the things they were doing at Baskerville about the type of monsters they were breeding there people used to laugh at him as well… I can see your lady friend is being honest and she agrees with my father and me" He was about to stand up to go over to Jean but Maya growled at him forcing his body to stay where it was Sherlock still sitting in his chair "I bet it did wonders for Dartmoor's tourist numbers" Jean lent down to pet Maya "Look Henry whatever did kill your father it was well over 20 years ago why come to us now Sherlock's been at this business for at least what 3 years now?" She eyed Sherlock for a contamination he nodded they were not going to mention that he was also working while he was on drugs public did not need to know that.
Henry grow frustrated "I'm not sure you can help me Mr Holmes since you find it all so funny" "Because of what happened last night?" Sherlock said Jean head snapped back to him "Why what happened last night?" She asked Henry who had stood and took the long way around his chair to avoid Maya's growling "How…. How did you know?" Sherlock's eyes closed then they opened as if to think before he spoke "I did not know I notices came up from Devon on the first available train this morning you had a disappointing breakfast and a cup of black coffee the girl in the seat across the aisle fancied you and although you were initially keen you now changed your mind you are however extremely anxious to have your first cigarette of the day sit down Mr Knight and do please smoke I'd be delighted"
Jean sighed in annoyance Henry sat back down again going around the back of the chair rather then by the front of it "How on earth did you know all that I mean just by looking at me?" Sherlock let out a little smile Jean just roles her eyes "Punched-out holes where your ticket would have been checked" Jean stood "Not now Sherlock" "Oh please I been copped up in here for hours" Jean whispered in a hushed voice "You been cooped up you barely been back in London for five hours here no more than 2 then you start saying your board no sooner after breakfast and I have been in this flat for days you bloody well tell me who been cooped up here" She landed her hand down on the table next to her just to make her point of her own frustration then she took her walking crutches "Your just showing off" "Of course I am show off Showing off is what we do" "It what you do I am going to make us some tea I am clearly not in the mood to listen to you." She walked pass Henry then said "I need to make tea" She hesitated then asked "would you like some while he rants on" Henry nodded surprised by the sudden outburst of the short women.
Jean nodded going into the kitchen while Sherlock finishes he observation she still listened in "Train napkin you used to mop up the spilled coffee strength of the stain shows that you did not have milk there are traces of ketchup there it is around your lips and also on your sleeve cooked breakfast more likely or the nearest thing that train can managed they need someone like Jean to make they would be paying double the money they pay their current cooks" "Not going to make me happy" Jean shouted form the kitchen "Just making sure you where listing" Sherlock called back Jean could not help but to smile.
Henry chucked at the two "How did you know it was disappointing?" Sherlock looked shocked "Is there any other type of breakfast on a train?" He continued "The girl female handwriting quit distinctive wrote her phone number down on the napkin I can tell from the angle of the napkin she was sitting across from you on the other side of the airless Later after she got off I'd imaged" he stopped as Jean came back in with her trolley tray walker he took his tea off her tray and handed Mr knight his leaving Jean's herbal tea he continued to talk.
"It was also then that later when you split your coffee you used the same napkin accidentally smudging the number you been over the last four digits yourself in another pen so at the time you wanted to keep the number but just now though you used the napkin again to blow your noise so you decided that you are not that into her after all then there is the nicotine stain on your fingers yours shaking fingers, Oh I know the signs no chance to smoke no time to role one on the train and not enough time to role one on the cab on your way here it just after 9:15 you're quit desperate. The first train from Exeder to London leaves at 5:46 am you got the first one possible so something important must have happened last night AM I WRONG?" Sherlock asked the last words he raised his voice a little.
Mr Knight inhaled his breath which Jean suspected he did not notice he was holding "No… your right you're completely exactly right bloody hell I heard you were quick." "It all part of my job now shut up and smoke Jean do you want to go to your room or go out?" Sherlock asked Jean sighed grabbing her walking crutches she said "I will go up to my room best get my things packed for this case" She throw the hidden cigarettes that where under the skull at Sherlock who court them she smiled at him. "Ask nicely next time" She left to go pack her things.
She got upstairs while Henry smoked she then took hold of her case and back pack Mycroft bought her the large case a few weeks ago staying that if she would ever follow Sherlock on one of his long dissonance cases she would need more then just her rucksack.
Sherlock about 20 min later came up "You ready?" Jean smiled "Yep" He grabbed her suitcase while Jean put the rucksack around her back she followed Sherlock downstairs and out the front where she saw him placing her walker in the boot as well as her wheelchair he saw her look of annoyance "Just because you're doing better dose not mean that you should do without these things my brother brought for you to use he told you not to be stubborn did he not?" Sighing Jean nodded "Well then I think it best to have these things then just to be safe then sorry"
They were about to get into the car when they hard Mrs Hudson arguing to someone "Oh… looks like Mrs Hudson found the wife in Doncaster" Sherlock chuckled "Yeah well wait till she finds out about the one in Islambad"
Sherlock then said to the cabbie "Paddington Station please"
The train ride was more quitter then what Jean would have imagine Sherlock insisted that she took a window seat apparently he had booked the whole four chairs for himself and Jean although Sherlock told her it was because he did not want to sit by idiots and all that rubbish Jean was thankful not one moment did she feel she was being overcrowded and when someone tried to sit down opposite them Maya whined alerting Sherlock if he dropped off to sleep he would tell them to sod off only once did he allowed an old lady to sit down as she only had two stops to go to before she was off and Jean would not have felt right that they were sitting down and she was standing so in the end Sherlock gave in. During that time he somehow some time when Jean had dropped off to sleep phoned ahead and hired a car which he told her when she had woken up.
The car was already ready for them when they got off at the train station everything was loaded and Sherlock took the driver's seat and drove. It took a while for them to get to Dartmoor and it was just as beautiful in a misty way that Jean remembered it being.
They got out of the car near some boulders Jean looked at the map while Sherlock climbed the boulders to see if he can see anything She looked at the map and then pointed just left of her front "There Baskerville" She glanced up to see the laboratory not far from them then she turned round "Right and that is Grimpen village" She turned back around "So that must be" She glanced back down at the map.
"Yes that Dawers Hollow" she glanced around trying to get her bearings it been a while since she read maps "What that?" Sherlock asked pointing to something just before the Baskerville laboratory Jean grabbed her binoculars "Yes I think that a mine field technically Baskerville is an army base so I guess they were always so keen to keep people out." Sherlock scoffed "Clearly"
They got back into the car Jean checking up on Maya who was sitting in the back seats made sure she had water and was not too hot. After she was happy they carried on to the village, shortly after they got out of the four by four Jean grabbed Maya and her walker deciding as Sherlock says better safe then sorry.
As they passed some tourist the guide was talking about staying away from the moors at night and told them to let their friends and family know. They went into the pub where Jean had tried to book two different rooms for them but the landlord said there was only one double but two single beds "I can always get someone to put them together for you?" He asked Jean felt her face flush a little but held her composure "Oh no we are not a couple just good friends" "Oh don't worry about it lass you look like you're a good catch" Sherlock appeared from behind Jean "Oh… ur… never mind" He took her money and cashed it in while he did so Jean saw some notes stuck on the paper poker (Not sure what they are called I have always called them the paper pokers)
She ripped it off quickly while he was distracted and took her change when he looked up Sherlock walked away She asked the landlord "I could not help but notice the map of the moors, a skull and a crossbones?" The landlord nodded "Oh that yes well.. lovely day we are having" He trailed off getting their drinks together "Pirates" She asked clearly amused by his failed attempt to distract her.
He looked up "Eh…. No, no the grate Grimpen minefield they call it" Oh right" Jean put in adding a little shock to her voice to try and make her sound worried it worked as the Landlord added "It not what you think it the Baskerville testing site it been going on for over 80 years now every local knows about it. But I not sure anyone really knows what there anymore" Jean hummed in agreement and understanding but she could not help but take guess "Explosive?" "Oh no not just explosive no brake into that place and if your lucky you might just get blown up they say in case your planing a nice stroll here lass with your boyfriend" "Oh we are not together but ta I will remember that other part"
He nodded "Aye. No it buggers up tourism a bit as well so thank god for that demon hound! Did you see that show you know the documentary" Jean sighed "Yes just recently yeah" The landlord chuckled "God bless Henry Knight and his monster from hell" Maya then let out a little growl but Jean said nothing she saw Sherlock in the corner of her eye he nodded which told Jean that she needed to ask more questions "Did you see it the hound I mean?" She asked "Me? oh no no oh yeah Fletcher he runs the walks you know the monster walks for the tourist you know" The landlord pointed to the man who was standing outside talking on his phone. "He has seen it" Jean could not help but scoff at the ironic off it all "Handy for trade" She asked
The landlord looked up to see one of the men in a chef outfit come in from the back "I just been saying we been rushed off our feet billy" the chef billy agreed "Yeah, lots of monster hunters doesn't take much these days one mention on twitter and woomph! Oh we are out of WKD" Billy told the landlord who nodded "Alright" "Yeah what with the monster and the prisoner I don't know how people can sleep around here do you Gary?" the landlord now called Gary walked behind the bar patted Billy on the shoulder and said "Like a baby" Billy snorted "That not true he a snorer" Jean chuckled slightly petting Maya on the head "Is yours a snorer?" Jean was about to say something but Gary beat her to it "Apparently they are not together" "Oh his lost" Jean said nothing this was going to be an interesting case indeed.
Ok that it hopefully this chapter makes up for the last short chapter please feel free to comment and hope to hear from you soon.
I hope I spelt the names correctly
Over and out.