Speaking of fighting...
What He's Done
"'I won't fight you'?" Mary walked over to the armchair Sherlock sat in and stared at him in shock. "Who are you and what have you done with my cousin?"
Sherlock gave her a quizzical look, keeping his distance.
"Hiding the real Sherlock in the cellar, are you?"
"What are you talking about, Marian?"
Mary laughed, still staring at him incredulously. "The Sherlock I knew five months ago would never have said anything like that, would never have acquiesced to someone's desires if he thought it would make someone besides him happy." She shook her head. "I like what he's done to you."
Prompt was from Javien Deluke, and it was: cellar
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