"No!" says Holmes sharply. "I do not want…whatever that is."
"The doctor was right," says the doctor.
"What?"
"He said once, in one of the unpublished stories, never to bother Sherlock Holmes before noon. Otherwise you're a bit…eh, nevermind!"
"Time to go," says Mrs. Hudson softly. She takes him gently by the arm.
Holmes rises from the armchair and strides to the window, looks down on the blue police in the street.
"What did you call it?"
"Oh!" The doctor brightens up. "Well, it's called a TARDIS. That stands for…"
Holmes holds up a hand before he can get any further.
"And what are these "Angels?""
The doctor is disappointed. He thought Sherlock Holmes was brighter than this. Poor, silly fellow, restricted by his rationalizations.
"Weeping Angels. Bad bundles of time energy. Sort of like vampires, feeding off the timestream in an effort to stay alive."
Holmes chuckled, shaking his head.
"Good day, doctor. I wish you the best of luck fighting the angels."
"Want to come along?" Says the doctor.
"No."
He watches from the window as the doctor crosses the road and the TARDIS vanishes with a whirr of grinding gears. It would take the doctor five minutes to deal with the weeping angels, but he would never get over his disappointment with the detective.
AN: That was the last doctor who/Sherlock holmes chapter. Back to pure canon now. I just couldn't resist a quick crossover.