A/N: Erm...any prizes given for erratic writing? XD Oh man...my brain is everywhere. Well, strange how the brain controls the brain...I spent about two hours straight writing this chapter. That makes me feel both stupid and comfortably geeky. Ugh. Oh, yeah, I should tell you what this is about, yeah...well it's a "missing scene" sort of, from Priory School. I guess you'd call it more an expanded scene? Idk...and yet again I will say, I do not write slash. Nope.
"Awake, Watson? Excellent, for I have much to tell you." Holmes hummed cheerily as he strode into my room.
In silence I watched him rummage through his pockets; I was uneasy, had been all evening.
"Watson, look here. This will be a great help to us, if I'm not mistaken." Holmes began to unfold an ordnance map all over my bed. His humming ceased when he found my calcaneus altered the topography, and he poked at it in a bothered way until I shifted.
"Holmes?" I asked quietly, drawing my knees to my chin and clasping my hands round my shins.
"Yes?"
"I wanted to come with you, tonight. I would have come…if you had asked."
"I know you would have, Watson." He smiled affectionately at me as he balanced the lantern on the map. "None know it better than I. And tomorrow, we shall have a good run, two old hounds as I said! But tonight…was tonight." Holmes finished steadying the lantern with his delicate fingers and would speak no more on the subject.
I gave a resigned nod, which changed to a smiling shake of my head as he made himself comfortable on the end of my bed and began to fill his pipe.
I truly loved this man, even if I never found the reasons for his behavior.
A/N: Darn it! I totally just realized that it's...oh you know. I flipped the order of stuff. Okay, it's an AU extended scene! Yay. Looking on the positive, I think I established an emotional atmosphere I don't usually deal with...acceptance of what you cannot control, relinquishing the attempt to control everything. Goin' with the flow...