Browsing in the Library
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Summary: Molly collapses, Sherlock's annoyed, and John has mysterious vampire powers.
Rating: K+
AU for obvious reasons
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It turns out there are other supernatural creatures than John and vampires in general, which Sherlock has a fit about after he finds out. And John, the bastard, can't muster up anything beyond sheepish guilt for not telling his flatmate up front about that. His excuse was that he thought Sherlock would have just... assumed it.
Because Sherlock deals in assumptions. Note the sarcasm.
In any case, the whole argument comes about due to a Wraith- and no, not the Ring Wraiths from Lord of the Rings, but the really nasty 'latches onto your soul and feeds off of you over the course of several weeks' kind.
Yeah, it gets its claws into Molly.
After Molly falls unconscious in the middle of a sentence, and Sherlock throws an ensuing fit when John tells him it was probably a wraith, given the symptoms, they get their act together and start to research. There is another few moments of delay when John tells his flatmate that he actually has no idea what they're dealing with, and fully expects Sherlock to rectify said lack of knowledge. Honestly, Sherlock hates always having to clean up John's messes.
…. Well, maybe 'hate' is a strong word.
In any case, this inevitably lands them in the dustiest section of the local library, perusing old volumes for the earliest bits of information that they can find on wraiths. "John, what the bloody hell is a Karkadann?"
John blinks and leans over the edge of the bookcase he is currently perching atop. Sherlock doesn't know how he got up there, as there's no ladder in sight, but thinks it's probably another one of those unmentioned vampire tidbits. Like super jumping or something stupid like that. He tells himself he doesn't want to know how, but it's a blatant lie.
"A Karkadann?" the once-Army Doctor asks, eyes wide. "How did you stumble upon that looking up Wraiths?"
Sherlock gives the blond an impatient look. "Nevermind that, what is it? It was just a mention, and now I'm curious, because it mentioned horns that heal-"
"Yeah, if you avoid getting gutted by the thing," John says, and snorts as he withdraws from sight, leaning over the other side to fish out another book.
Impatiently, the consulting detective steps around the edge of the bookcase and glares up at him. "What does that mean? It's vicious?"
Pausing, the blond gives him an incredulous look. "It's a carnivorous unicorn, basically..."
Oh. Losing interest, Sherlock leaves him to his own search and goes back to his three stacks of books, pulling the next off the top. Eventually, John finds what they're looking for in the most ridiculously out of reach corner of the library, and they go out to find supplies.
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Edit: Ruddy present tense...
Oh my gawd! She's alive! ALIVE, I TELL YOU, ALIIIIVVEEE! *coughs* Ahem. Sorry. Review?