Day 7: Sunday, June 28th

"I'm a writer and when it gets close to my deadlines I neglect taking care of myself, so you'll pop in my house every so often to make sure I'm doing okay." Writer!AU

Crossover: Sherlock (BBC)

Pairing: Darcy & Mrs Hudson

Rating: T


Mrs. Hudson: Nanny Of Baker Street


Darcy leaned back in her chair, groaning as she felt her spine pop. Her deadline was coming up and she had yet to make all the corrections on her manuscript she wanted. After Pepper had called her she had gone straight up to her office and began working.

A throat clearing brought Darcy back to the world around her and she turned to look behind her. Mrs. Hudson stood just inside the room carrying a tray of food. The older woman smiled at her as she came over and sat the tray on the desk beside her notes.

"You don't have to bring me food, I can get my own lunch." Even as she said this, Darcy was grabbing at the food laid out before her.

"You missed lunch, Dear. It's already half past midnight." Mrs. Hudson took a moment to look around the room and just shook her head. The young woman was so much like Sherlock it was amazing. Between the two of them they would starve if not for her.

"It is?" Darcy blinked as she looked towards the window. Yep, it was dark out, only a bit of yellow light leaked in from the street outside. "I hadn't noticed. Figured Sherlock would've at least come get me for bed."

"He would have if the boy had come home." Mrs. Hudson huffed, if Sherlock kept John out all this time she would box his ears.

"Oh, I hadn't even realized he had a case." Darcy shook her head before digging into her sandwich. Though she went with him on many of his cases, she had told him earlier after Pepper called that she needed to get work done. Surprising that he actually listened to her. She would have to reward him for that. "Well, thank you for the food Mrs. Hudson. I hadn't realized I was so hungry until now. Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Of course you will, after you wake up." Mrs. Hudson started gathering the notes on the desk, arranging them in neat piles and tossing the crumpled ones in the bin.

"What? No, I have to get this done. My deadline is in a week and if I don't get this done nothing will come out right." Darcy watched on as the older woman reached over, saved her file and shut down her computer. For a woman that delighted in going around telling her and Sherlock that she wasn't their housekeeper, she sure was acting like one.

"And if you continue on like you are none of it will be legible." Mrs. Hudson grabbed a hold of Darcy's arm with one hand and grabbed the plate of food with the other, and started pulling the younger woman out the door. "You and Sherlock, both of you need a nanny. I have never seen two people more unaware of their own needs in all my life. Now off to bed with you, and I don't want to see or hear you up until at least eleven."

Darcy stood stunned inside of her and Sherlock's room, sandwich still hanging out of her mouth, as she watched Mrs. Hudson shut the door and leave. She could just return to her office once the woman went back to her flat, but she also knew that she would just come right back for her. It was probably best just to do what she had been told. Plus after laying her eyes on the bed she realized that she might be tired after all. Damn that woman!


Author's Note: Day 7. I thought it would be cute having Mrs. Hudson fussing over Darcy like she does Sherlock. But unlike Sherlock, Darcy actually does what she is told. I think this 'verse is actually kind of cute, maybe one day I'll write a few more for this.

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