Dear Normund,
You do seem to be getting yourself in a little trouble lately, don't you? Please take care. I don't know you very well but I understand that you can get caught up in an adventure and take risks. God knows I have, Sherlock was certainly very reckless at times. I'd hate for you to get badly hurt. Keep your leg elevated and just rest. Hopefully its not a bad break.
I'm glad you have someone with you! Travelling is not fun alone in my opinion, even if she does flirt a lot with you. She's probably just teasing. Yes, make her useful if you must, I hope she enjoys herself too. I sympathise with your want to continue on your adventure. God knows I'd love an adventure right about now. I just need a break, from everything in London. Thinking of travelling with Mary to Brighton for a week or so.
I've been thinking, of writing up some of the cases into a book. Theres many I never posted because they weren't very significant, I forgot or just didn't bother. I don't know, do you think it's a stupid idea?
Hope you get better soon,
John.
Sherlock was restless. He constantly shifted about on the couch, his long legs stretched out, one resting on a pile of cushions. His dressing gown hung off one shoulder as he played games on his new iPhone. God injures were so boring. Irene had been flirting about with prospective suspects, they'd just arrived in Germany. Sherlock had received a strong worded lecture from his brother over the phone just the night before. He'd listened, respond with a few rude words and hung up. Another average phone call conversation between the Holmes brothers.
Getting rapidly bored by the utterly dull games on his iPhone, Sherlock resumed reviewing the criminal's files. German business man, Von Bork, espionage agent working for Moriarty's organisation. Irene was no doubt at his place now. Hopefully she'd find something useful other than "what he likes", honestly if he had to hear one more detailed account of what she got up to with these people, he was going to scream. He didn't care, it didn't interest him in the least. She only did it to make him uncomfortable and to shut him up. Two can play at that game.
"Lockie, dear?"
"Sherlock, I told you no one calls me Lockie, no one"
"But it's so adorable" She leaned down, tapping a finger against his lips and sitting on the edge of the couch. "Oh he was so boring. Rambled on and on about his business, his money, love of sailing. If he's a good spy it's because no one would suspect someone so dull, Sherlock." The detective pushed her off the couch, handing her Bork's file. "Wait.. did you say sailing?" Irene's eyes narrowed. "No."
"You don't even know what I'm going to say"
"No undercover work"
"But it's so simple! I disguise myself as Captain Basil, you lure him to the boat, and viola! One caught criminal agent." Irene sighed. It would work, honestly this man was wrapped around her little finger. "Basil? What sort of name is Basil?" Sherlock rolled his eyes.
"What sort of name is Irene?"
One costume change, false nose and beard later and Sherlock was disguised as Captain Basil, of the good ship, Detektiv. Silly name, but it wasn't really his boat so what did that matter? Irene did what she did best and lured the unsuspecting man to the boat and to the waiting arm's of Mycroft's men. It was ridiculously easy and Sherlock couldn't help but wonder if it was too easy. But his leg protested once again and Sherlock hopped off back to the hotel.
Does anyone think I ought to write up all the cases as a book? Like a published one? Just a thought. Please reply with your thoughts on the matter. Thank you! Will be away for a week, going to Brighton with Mary.
See you soon!
To John,
Thank you for your concern, I do have it elevated right now and am taking plenty of rest, much to my own displeasure. I haven't yet had a chance to see the sights of Germany yet, but Iduna has taken some splendid photographs already, you can see them on the blog, she was kind enough to upload them for me.
I do not know Brighton, but I hope you enjoy yourself there. It is nice to travel, even if it is just a little way aways. London must hold many bad memories for you right now. Good decision.
As for your book idea, I have published a few things of my own, small things, but I don't have a broad knowledge on how to go about it. It is entirely up to you should you want to write this up. If it helps with your grief then I would do so, I am sure there is much you have missed out on your blog, I would be eager to hear you tell the rest.
Normund
A/N: Von Bork: German spy from His Last Bow
Captain Basil: One of Holmes' aliases