dani_meows (dani_meows) wrote in bipolardanicats, @ 2011-09-02 20:58:00 |
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Normal?
Title: Normal?
Fandom:Sherlock BBC
Pairing:Sherlock/John
Rating:PG
Word Count:221B
Notes: Unbetaed. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed or added this to your favorites and alerts, and a special thank you to everyone who sent well wishes yesterday. I'm feeling better, the meds are doing their job again. ^_^ This is written for prompt 35.) Travel.
At first, it had seemed heavenly, a quiet hotel room, three weeks away from Baker Street for a medical conference, no body parts in the fridge, no screeching of the violin, no one shooting at the walls or waking him up at odd hours, or not letting him get sleep in the first place. At first, it had definitely felt wonderful, at least for the first day.
Now however it was day three and John found himself unable to sleep. It was too quiet. Also, despite the black mood that his friend had been in for the week before he left, he missed Sherlock. He found himself wishing that Sherlock were here so that he could hear his deductions on the people that John was meeting.
A vacation was nice, but John wanted to go home, back where things were normal, well in a loose sense of the word.
He pulled out his phone and fired off a quick text: It's too quiet here, don't suppose you'll send me a recording of your violin screeching? -JW
It's not screeching. I'll send you that if you let me update you via text on cases. The skull isn't the same, it doesn't talk back.-SH
The rest of the time flew by in a flurry of texts. Home, he decided, really was the best.