As promised here's the youtube link to my Roselock fanfiction video:
youtube and then watch?v=Z9ewzi6XFKc
It's a bit on the sad side...just so you know. :)
Might work on another one later. Hope you enjoy it.
Sherlock paced the flat as John typed up his latest blog post. He'd gotten a bit behind what with that bank teller and the waitress at the new fish and chip shop. Now that they were on a new case he wanted to get the last one up.
"Do you have to do that?" John asked, eyeing his flatmate.
"She's up to something," Sherlock replied walking over and flopping in his chair.
He was referring to Rose's refusal to call the police after James had been in her flat. It was odd, but it was her choice, even if John didn't agree with it. His friend didn't see it that way.
"What do you think she's up to?" John asked.
Sherlock clasped his hands together, resting them against his chin.
"I don't know, but refusing to call the police…" he trailed off in thought.
"She said she didn't want them traipsing all over her flat."
He didn't like it, but it was understandable. Someone had already been in her flat once and she probably didn't want anyone else going through her things.
"There was something else."
"What?"
"I'm not sure."
He wished Sherlock would go talk to her. She lived downstairs. It wasn't as if he'd have to go very far for answers.
"Why don't you just ask her?"
"If she was going to tell me she would have done last night."
John began typing on his blog again, knowing there wasn't anything he could say. Sherlock thought she was up to something and there wasn't any way John could change his mind.
"It has to do with James," Sherlock said, interrupting John's writing. "I'm sure of it."
"James?"
"I don't think she wanted to send the police after him."
He broke into her flat. To think that she didn't want to send the police after him was absurd.
"What makes you say that?"
"She became defensive when you attempted to phone them. Pulling the photos down as if she were trying to get rid of the evidence."
Now, not only was she keeping the police from looking for him she was hiding evidence as well? John shook his head. Sherlock was reaching…had to be.
"I think you're reading too much into it. She was upset. She probably pulled them down so she wouldn't have to keep looking at them."
"I don't think so."
Keeping the police off of him, hiding evidence. It sounded like his friend thought she was in league with James, but John didn't believe that.
"You seriously think she was trying to help him…after he broke into her flat?"
"You heard her when she told us about her past. About him. She was defending him. She said that doctor left him behind because he was dangerous, but then she said he's not like that."
That was true, but she cared about him. Rose was like that, which was something Sherlock had a hard time understanding.
"Well, we both know she had feelings for him."
"Feelings," Sherlock scoffed rolling his eyes and then he sat up, his entire demeanor changing. "That's it!"
"What?" John asked, but instead of answering Sherlock stood up, grabbed his coat and headed out the door.
John sighed. His friend was always doing that. He turned back to his blog and returned to typing up the case, knowing that he'd be filled in later…at the detective's convenience.
Standard Disclaimer.
Thank you to all my brilliant readers!
If you have time reviews are always welcome. :)
