Chapter 5
They left the house after corroborating what story they would give to anyone who stopped them on the street on their way to Mycroft's house. About halfway there, Anna found that she was recognizing some of the bumps in the pavement, especially after she started tripping over them.
"Uh, Dr. Watson, where are we?" Anna asked, having a slight idea of the answer.
"Why, we're halfway between where the house is and where you ran into me." Watson said, slightly perplexed.
"Oh, OK." Anna said. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach that she couldn't explain. Five minutes later, her feeling was justified. The pavement was very smooth, but for some reason she, Watson, and Holmes all tripped.
* * *
"Ow." Anna said.
"Anna," Holmes said, sounding strained and slightly panicky, "Where the hell is this, and what is going on?"
"Hey, we're home! Well, I'm home, you're not, but. . ." Anna said in a rush. "Uh, yeah, anyway this is the Annapolis mall, and we're right next to the bench where I'm supposed to meet my friend Jen. Would you tell me what time the clock on the wall over there says?"
"It says it is 12:56 in the afternoon." Watson said, somewhat confused.
"That means we'll meet up with Jen. Just let me do the talking, and I'll get us a ride to my house. Then we can work everything out with my mom. And remember, let me do all the talking."
"Hey, Anna! Nice dress! We have to go now. Who're the two dudes with you?" A voice cut in. It was Jen.
"Jen, hey! These guys are some friends of my dad's from England. They were planning to surprise him with a visit, but hadn't heard that he'd gone missing. They called my mom, and met me here, but don't have enough money for another taxi. D'ya think you can give us all a ride to my house?"
"Yeah, sure, no prob. But, uh, where'd you get the dress?" Jen asked, slightly perplexed, but all ways willing to help.
"Uh, I accidentally ripped my jeans getting a book off a shelf. The dress was a gift from these guys. I'd told my dad a few days before he disappeared that I wanted to dress up this year. I'd planned on going as a Victorian maid. He must have told his friends, and they got me this dress. Since I had a rip in my jeans, I just went ahead and put on the dress." She paused for a breath, then continued. "Is it really that hideous?"
"Oh, not really," Jen said, "no it's not. The color just really isn't you. It's a really dull looking gray. C'mon, let's go, my mom will be waiting in the parking lot.
Five minutes later, they were all crowded into a van and on the way to Anna's house.
A/N: Again, I appologize for another short chapter. I have to start studying for exams, but as soon as school's out, I should be able to crank out some longer chapters. Hope you enjoyed it.
~Kirjava
They left the house after corroborating what story they would give to anyone who stopped them on the street on their way to Mycroft's house. About halfway there, Anna found that she was recognizing some of the bumps in the pavement, especially after she started tripping over them.
"Uh, Dr. Watson, where are we?" Anna asked, having a slight idea of the answer.
"Why, we're halfway between where the house is and where you ran into me." Watson said, slightly perplexed.
"Oh, OK." Anna said. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach that she couldn't explain. Five minutes later, her feeling was justified. The pavement was very smooth, but for some reason she, Watson, and Holmes all tripped.
* * *
"Ow." Anna said.
"Anna," Holmes said, sounding strained and slightly panicky, "Where the hell is this, and what is going on?"
"Hey, we're home! Well, I'm home, you're not, but. . ." Anna said in a rush. "Uh, yeah, anyway this is the Annapolis mall, and we're right next to the bench where I'm supposed to meet my friend Jen. Would you tell me what time the clock on the wall over there says?"
"It says it is 12:56 in the afternoon." Watson said, somewhat confused.
"That means we'll meet up with Jen. Just let me do the talking, and I'll get us a ride to my house. Then we can work everything out with my mom. And remember, let me do all the talking."
"Hey, Anna! Nice dress! We have to go now. Who're the two dudes with you?" A voice cut in. It was Jen.
"Jen, hey! These guys are some friends of my dad's from England. They were planning to surprise him with a visit, but hadn't heard that he'd gone missing. They called my mom, and met me here, but don't have enough money for another taxi. D'ya think you can give us all a ride to my house?"
"Yeah, sure, no prob. But, uh, where'd you get the dress?" Jen asked, slightly perplexed, but all ways willing to help.
"Uh, I accidentally ripped my jeans getting a book off a shelf. The dress was a gift from these guys. I'd told my dad a few days before he disappeared that I wanted to dress up this year. I'd planned on going as a Victorian maid. He must have told his friends, and they got me this dress. Since I had a rip in my jeans, I just went ahead and put on the dress." She paused for a breath, then continued. "Is it really that hideous?"
"Oh, not really," Jen said, "no it's not. The color just really isn't you. It's a really dull looking gray. C'mon, let's go, my mom will be waiting in the parking lot.
Five minutes later, they were all crowded into a van and on the way to Anna's house.
A/N: Again, I appologize for another short chapter. I have to start studying for exams, but as soon as school's out, I should be able to crank out some longer chapters. Hope you enjoyed it.
~Kirjava
