wholock fanfic chapter 1the TARDIS shook vilontly as the skinny man in his pinstripe suit clenched the control panel and the dark haired girl in a well-fitted red jacket flopped backwards onto the seat behind her (she had learned to be stood near something soft when he put the controlls into random)"well then, martha jones," the doctor began when the room had ceased to rumble benith their feet."shall we see where we've ended up?" he winked at her with a wide cheeky grin before launching toward the door in exitement."hang on... we're in london!doctor, we havent moved!"martha sounded slightly dissapointedas she leaft the TARDIS behind the doctor,shutting the door behind her."No..No,we definatly moved,this IS london but something's different,i cant quite put my finger on it" he bent down, picking a blade of grass from a tuft that was pokeing out from the allyway where they had landed and sniffing it before standing up again."2012, i would say judgeing by the traffic"he told her ."or my that billboard."She pointewholock fanfic chapter 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
wholock fanfic chapter 3(the next day)wholock fanfic chapter 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"When i first met you, I never thought i would be solving crimes with Sherlock Holmes!I mean , in my reality, he's not even real!" Martha told the Doctor as they pulled on their coats and leaft the TARDIS.The night before, when they where examining the four year old newspaper found with the body Sherlock had sead that whoever leaft it there diddn't want it to be ruind in the rain, thats why they came back to put it there - meaning that they wanted them to see it.They found that there was a page messily ripped out - if the person who did this did not want them to know this they would have taken the whole sheet (the two pages that where on one sheet , a.k.a the front and the back are the same piese of paper)out.
Thats when the Doctor noticed it.The date on the paper was the day that it was all over the news that Adelade Brook had blowen up the mars base for unknowen reasons killing her and the rest of the crew.He always wanted to meet her, visit the mars base (preferably n
wholock fanfic chapter 2The doctor and martha exchanged a wide eyed look of surprise and then took sherlock's hand, shakeing it enthusiasticly "Brilliant!" sherlock was confused at the sudden exitement"Im'm the doctor and this is martha" tha girl waved "i've read all your stories.Fantastic to meet you, Mr.Holmes" the Doctor then finally let go of his hand and the woman squeaked "Sherlock holmes?!" exitedly , more to the doctor than him."You...read jhon's blog then?"sherlock asked, slightly dazed by the two fans."Yes!,us two, we're constantly checking for updates."The doctor claimed proudly but blinked and raised his eyebrows at sherlock's next words."No you don't."He told them "if you were 'constantly checking for updates' then you would recognise me from the photos on it - but you diddn't know who i was until i sead my name, hence calling me 'that man from the lab'-in fact if you'd ever looked at the blog then you'd recognise me, jhon insists on putting our photos on every case,so the question is who are youwholock fanfic chapter 23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
wholock fanfic chapter 5"so where did the blood come from then?" lestrade spoke up from the corner of the room.wholock fanfic chapter 53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Irrelivent.At the moment we should concentrate on finding a suspect." he pressed his hands in a mock - praying position against his lips and began to wander around the table, pulling them away to talk. "so we're looking for someone capable of makeing a fake body, dos't know much about the human body"
"Irene Adler?"John suggested, the doctor and Martha trying their best to supress wild grins at the suggestion of a name that they recognised.Shelock ignored them."No,she's not stupid enough to leave so much blood on such small cuts." He dismissed it.
"Hang on, I thought she was dead." lestrade said, trying to keep up with the conversation, but was replied to by a half cuckle sounding 'hm' from Sherlock."Maybie she's trying to send a message." shrugged John
This triggered the doctor again "Ah...i understand." he whispered whilst inspecting the cuts on the body more closely "Doctor?" Martha s
Wholock fanfic chapter 11The Doctor knew exactly what Sloa was doing, so he grabbed Amy, who was beforehand mezmorized by the movements of the yong Heivene congoring the poisonous - looking black smoke from the air around her, and ran along the corridor in the direction that Sherlock and river went and dodgeing the gunsots of the beretua blocking it. "I think this would be a good time Sloa!" The doctor called over his sholder as they came within clubbing range of the mechanical being.Wholock fanfic chapter 113 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Duck!" She called back in confirmation of the Doctor's suggestion, whith this she swept one arm across and jolted it streight in the direction of the Beretua about to knock the living daylights out of the eccentric Time lord.As the Smoke reached it, the metal sizzled loudly and it froze for a moment - not for long - just long enogh for the Doctor and Amy to get past it in one peice as the smoke cleared, Sloa just had time to see the two round a the corner before almost getting hit by the closest Beretua's laser.
She was cornered
Wholock fanfic chapter 4The doctor's head whizzed until he felt light headed - a good job he was leaning on john's chair "Also,"sherlock clicked on another tab on the top of the screen "we found that article.Everything that's in that newspaper is on the news website for that date plus..." he clicked on a link with a picture of the red planet labelled 'Adelade Brook activates potocall 5 - mars base'"The article missing from the paper" Sherlock handed the Doctor the computer who skimmed the article,not sure what in this could have been linked to the killer/victim.Wholock fanfic chapter 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Tea anyone?" John sood and wandered over to the kitchen and flicked on the kettle "Please, that would be grait" Martha leaft the Doctor's side to join John in the kitchen."So...your a doctor."She tried to make conversation.
"yes,I am."He told the yong woman
"I would be too if i could pass my examms!"She joked and rolled her eyes.
"They are pritty tricky.Just keep trying is my advise."He chuckled a bit along with her
"how long have you been
wholock fanfic chapter 9"WHAT?!WHO?!WHAT'S GOING ON?!" John was going manik and trying to make his way to aid his friend who was clithing his right arm over his ribs when the doctor he had met first yanked him back by his arm a bright blast of laser scolded the floor where he had stood.wholock fanfic chapter 93 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
He gawped wide eyed at the mecanical being that had almost blasted his head off whilst the chaos began to unfold the bow tied doctor explained in a rushed voice "Well-" he swiftly doges the left, iorn club arm of the ... thing and pulling Amy out of the fireing line of the right, gun-arm, river takeing the chance to leap over and help the limp Sherlock get to his feet "They're Beretua.And are currently trying to capture a suitable power sorce, so suggest we run" the Beretua swings it's club arm to river and sherlcok's heads as they ducked in unison and consiquently were covered in rubble from the plaster wall which the arm demolished, River helping Sherlock into a painful, stumbleing run back down the far corridor s
wholock fanfic chapter 8"But that's your thing - erm, the TARDIS" John told the Doctor as if he diddn't know, just as a strange looking man stepped out the TARDIS wearing a tweed jacket, a bowtie and suspenders followed by a red heared girl in a way too short skirt and a woman with a mass of blonde curls."Doctor!" the Heivene girl exclaimes and blows their cover, running up to the long fringed man and hugging him, leaving the doctor that was crouched between Martha and sherlock confused.But of corse, it's like she said - this must be his futer self that had saved her from execution.wholock fanfic chapter 83 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Sloa!" The futer doctor replied, surprised to see her "how did you get here?" he asked, clearly confused, before realising that quite a party of people where now approaching him, river and amy from behind a pipe running along the side of the corridoor "A sath appeared in my appartment.It did something - like a light just shon from its eyes and wrapped around me, when it died down it had gone without a trace. When i next tried to
wholock fanfic chapter 10They had been wandering the spiderweb like corridoors of the mars base for what seemed like hours, yet when John checked his watch it had only been about 25 minuts."Where exactly are we going?" Martha broke the silence.The Doctor stopped for a moment and ran a hand through his spiky hair "To be honest," he sighed "I have absolutly no idea." They all stopped for a rest "So we've just been wandering aimlessly for 25 minuts for the hope of reching nowhere in particular?" John said half jokingly and half hot and bothered for no acomplishment. "Oh no, in the Hope of running into the outhers!" Just as those words reached his team's ears a stubling trio rounded the corner - Amy and the eccentric Doctor of the futer laughing between gasps and the yong girl slipped to the floor also laughing manicly, probably the reason for both being that all three of them where covered in reddish dust - but only she was also sopping wet - the reddish dust on her was thickened to a slippy mud. The swholock fanfic chapter 103 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
wholock fanfic chapter 7she wore a fake leather jacket, baggy black trousers and gray boots laced with white strings and decorated with small silver chains stiched to the sides - and was looking particually startled at the group of adults gawping at her.She makes a run for it but sherlock managed to grab her wrist before she got too far, allthough she managed to pull away with unexpected stength almost instantly - yanking Sherlock over who then managed to grip her ankle, resulting with her on the floor too.The doctor grabbed her sholder firmly but gently but she span onto her back - twisting her leg free of Sherlocks long, strong fingers and pushing the doctor away with the flat of her boot, trying not to kick him too hard.wholock fanfic chapter 73 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
She scrambled backwards onto her feet, as did sherlock who made another grab for her arm but this time she evaded him by juping about ten feet in the air - wobbling , trying to balence on a cloud of whispy coal black smoke with the odd white swirl that strangly resembled the sha
wholock fanfic chapter 6Sherlock unexpectedly turned on his heel grabbing the doctor by the collor of his suit and pushing him firmly against the TARDIS with a thud "Who are you?"He growled demandidngly at the slightly shorter man. Martha lunged forwards to pull sherlock away but john flung an arm in front of her and calmed her down, actually, he was proud of how calm he was concidering that he had just walked out of a police box which can easily hold four people and probably thee times as many.wholock fanfic chapter 63 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"I'm the doctor." He replied seemingly unfazed by this.
"No, but really who are you? you look aroud mid twentys but the way you talk to Martha here as if she's a child, how you look so impressed when she says something clever.And then theres your desgust for death - like you've seen so much of it , fed up of it.But at the crime scene you wheren't fazed by the gore,disgusted,but not fazed.Well not as much as she was," they both look up to martha "What... nurse? medical studant?" sherlock asked her, when she
Molly's rewardAfter the Reichenback FallMolly's reward3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Molly," Sherlock began, "without your assistance I would be dead now. I wanted to thank you, but more than that I wanted to let you know that I am in your debt. Please, if there is anything I can do for you. Anything at all, I will pay that debt as you desire."
Molly looked into his eyes, then embarrassed, looked down to her hands in her lap.
"Don't be shy, Molly." Sherlock encouraged her. "I won't bite unless you want me to." He smiled at her and not in a manipulative way; she could tell when he was doing that.
She'd seen Sherlock manipulate people. He could be more charming than anyone she knew. He could give fake smiles and fake tears. He could twist anyone and his dog around his little finger. That was just the way Sherlock was. He got what he wanted with a carrot or a very large stick.
"Well, you don't have to come up with something right this minute," he said.
Sherlock lifted her hand with his; touching his fair lips to the back of that
Sherlock- NurseWarning- contains post reichenbach spoilers.Sherlock- Nurse3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Molly Hooper was having a bad day.
It was her day off, or, at least, was supposed to be. And yet she was here. Truthfully, she hadn't left Bart's in nearly two days, save for a quick pop home for a wash before she received an urgent call to return. Then she came back to find her favorite sociopath bleeding in the mortuary, appearing dead. She'd managed to stop the bleeding without bandaging him, thankfully. Bandages would come later, out of sight.
He looked bloody awful, or at the least, both bloody and awful. Doubtless a closed-casket funeral would be in order. Thank God. She didn't know how they'd pull of an open casket. She waited, but no-one came to see the body. The report said that he had been dead on arrival. And he had probably seemed it. Molly knew a bit about anesthetics, and the particular one she'd given to the man was actually from one of his earlier cases. A man had faked his death by the drug, and luckily she still had a bit t
three years after reichenbach fall (1)It has been about three years, I think, but I still can't believe he's gone. I even can't believe that only about three years have passed by for me it was about three thousand years.three years after reichenbach fall (1)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Today I believe it was Monday. Or maybe Tuesday I really don't know and I also don't care. I'd never care about weekdays since Sherlock fell. I only remember that I've visited his grave in the last two years every second day but this year, I left it out. There was too much pain.
The last time I visited the graveyard was about a few months ago... I believe it was nearly Christmas, because of the lights and Christmas-decoration everywhere. And because of the snow fall. Small snowflakes fell gently on Sherlock's grave, which looked lonely and colorless within the white snow and the leafless trees.
I was stroking the tombstone and whispering some things like I miss him, I need him and this stuff, I always said. That's the only thing I remember of. I don't know how I get there, I
Sherlock fanfic"John!"Sherlock fanfic3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sherlock's voice was slightly strangled as he clutched his side and stumbled backwards into a wall. John whipped around, slammed his revolver back into its holster and ran to Sherlock's aid.
"What's wrong? What happened?" John questioned in his steady doctor's voice.
"It's just a scratch. It's fine. But we need to go home," Sherlock stammered back. His face was pale and contorted with pain. He moved his long coat more securely over his torso and made to walk out of the alley. Strong, steady arms caught him as he stumbled and nearly fell.
"Move your hands, Sherlock," John said forcefully as he maneuvered the taller man into a sitting position against the wall. He pulled back the coat to reveal a dark circle of blood spreading from beneath Sherlock's shirt. The doctor in him analyzed the wound quickly. Sherlock was losing blood quickly. It didn't look like a very big gash, but it was deceptively deep. There had to be some sort of internal damage, he realized. John whipped out his
The Girl Who Counts: Chapter 1The Girl Who Counts: Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Molly stood against the wall of the morgue, her heart still racing. She had already seen Sherlock and sent her emotions into overtime. Keeping his secret was becoming very tiring and she didn't know how many more times she could look at John's dejected face and keep silent. With Moriarty gone Molly really didn't understand why Sherlock was still keeping up the pretense of his demise. Yes, the public thought he was a fake and even Lestrade had turned his back on him but surely he could sort all that out, being the genius he is. Nevertheless, Molly had promised to keep his secret and with how Sherlock had asked her it wouldn't been physically possible for to go against that. Her mind wandered back to that day when everything changed
Molly was ready to leave the morgue and indulge in a relaxing bubble bath when his deep voice sounded from the silence.
"You were wrong you know."
She instantly spun to look at the pained face those words had come from.
(Wholock) Grim IVIn a word, the figure that met both the detective and the army-doctor at the door, could be described as ginger. Of average height and a broad build, the first thing that struck John about the young Tyler Ables was just how oblivious he was. In a few hours time, his whole life would have been lived. He looked towards Sherlock and was a little surprised to see no change in expression. He should know better by now, to think that Sherlock Holmes would be shaken by this sort of thing.(Wholock) Grim IV3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ah! Mr. Holmes! For a moment I thought that you were out. Y'see I read about you online and I need your help-"
"Well, I may be able to shed a little light on your problem if you would so be so kind as to follow me." There were no amazing deductions today. Perhaps he regarded it as cheating, getting the information from someone's future self.
The three of them walked into the flat and up the stairs. Sherlock and John were a little way ahead of Tyler. "Sherlock, we can't just let him get-" John sta
Words Can Kill - BBC Sherlock pt.1 They always screamed horrible things at him. He was used to it, and he could usually ignore it, just brush it off, and never give it a second thought. It was nothing new to him to be hated because he was different, because he scared people with all he knew, all he could tell about them. That simply was how his life worked. Seventeen years of hatred toward him, for no good reason, be it from his mother and father, or his class mates and teachers, or even strangers, he was used to it. But this time the words got to him; this time he could not simply brush them off, or simply ignore them. They were ringing in his head from the moment he heard them until he was sitting up in his room, hours later, alone, while his parents ate dinner.Words Can Kill - BBC Sherlock pt.13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He tried everything he could to silence his mind, but at the best
The Army Doctor's Hunger Games (Chapter 3)As Sherlock and I walked into the lunch car, we were surprised to see that it was empty. I eyed the table, surprised at the amount of food. There isn't a massive depletion of food in my district, in fact we're quite well fed nothing more or less than what we need, ending up in all of us being slender and true to our body shape. The food on the table, however, was ridiculous in amount. There was so much. It could feed my family of three for at least 4 weeks, and it wasn't cheap bread and soup either. There were soft rolls and fruit (a rare thing in my district), as well as the traditional herbs from District 6. There's an expanse of herbs and other plants in my district, which is why we're so deeply rooted in medicine. A lot of us live on vegetables and herbs, which is why the biggest shock to me was the plump roast chicken in the middle of the table. I'd only had meat once or twice before, on the rare occasions where test animals died at my father's research lab and we were alloThe Army Doctor's Hunger Games (Chapter 3)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nothing Else Matters -JohnSherlock- Ch3John had not been home for 5 days, 6 hours, 23 minutes and 30 seconds.Nothing Else Matters -JohnSherlock- Ch33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sherlock sat on the windowsill; his head resting against the frame, one leg propped up, the other dangling down, toes just barely hitting the floor. His hands rest on his knee, eyes unfocused as he gazed out to the foggy world beyond the protective barrier of the window. The world beyond seemed like something out of a valuable painting, figures and skyline blurry, buildings looked almost like they had been painted into the surrounding.
From his vantage point he could almost see the park where he and John had first met; the park where the military families and their servicemen would gather before they were deployed into action. An event that he had been dragged to as a child by his older brother. That had been the first time they had met.
The very first time. Not the time that everyone else remembered.
Had it been then that Sherlock had realized just how close they would become? No, it wouldn't have been then. Howeve