Chapter 3
A & B
Page Santos made her way up the stairs to 221A; she fumbled for the key in her pocket before she unlocked the door and stepped inside her flat. It was pleasant enough, though nothing about it resembled her. She was sure Mrs Hudson had had someone redecorating- the flat smelled like a DIY shop and the walls and carpets were lovely girlish colours and there was no sign it'd been lived in previously. It seemed fairly new, obviously it wasn't though. She took out her hair bobble and let her long dark brown hair flow. Now that she was inside she would be able to relax. Un-zipping her cases she started to un-pack.
Later that evening Page decided she'd go for a walk around the block, she couldn't resist the city of London- all the swanky buildings, not to mention all the history. Grabbing her denim jacket and slinging her camera around her neck, Page opened the front door and stepped out onto the landing. Skipping down the stairs she stood on the landing outside 221B. For a moment she hovered outside the door, she could here voices, arguing she thought. Shaking her head with a smirk she let herself press on- SMACK! Page stumbled out the way as the door hit her side. The man who'd come out of 221B frantically slammed the door shut and went straight to Page's aid. Clutching her side she cursed under her breath.
"I'm so sorry, are you alright…I didn't know you where there. I'm really sorry." The man tried to get a glimpse of the young woman's face; she was bent over wincing at the pain.
"It's ok, I'm ok, I'm sorry." Standing up straight she dusted herself off and forced a smile at the man who stood in front of her, concern spread across his face.
"No, no, no I'm the one who should be saying sorry. I'm a doctor, are you sure your alright?" His voice was calming down, before it was rather panicked.
"You're the doctor, you tell me." Adding a little giggle she smiled at him and offered her hand. "Page Santos, I'm renting 221A."
"John Watson, I think you know where I live." He laughed taking her hand and smiling. Then all of a sudden she stopped dead and stared hard at the man. She'd seen him before…but where? Shaking her head and giggling to herself she ignored her thoughts and started to make a conversation.
"So John, will I live?" She asked jokingly as they made their way down to ground floor. He chuckled and told her she'd be right as rain.