Fracture: A BBC Sherlock Fanfiction

WARNING: This is the sequel to ‘Mirrors’, another story of mine. I HIGHLY recommend reading it before you read this one. Thank you!

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Chapter 1: I Become a Roof Jumper (sort of).

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Hello, all! Um, I see people have decided to continue reading this online journal thing of mine. That’s nice to know. Oh, and thanks for all the positive feedback on my last entries. I’ve decided to group this thing into, like, sections based on cases and stuff, basically.

Right, right, for those who are new, my name is William Watson, but I go by Liam. My dad (he’s a doctor) suggested that I start recording things that happen to me ever since we moved from Londonto New Hampshire. And let me just say, there is a lot happening around here; much more than I could ever have anticipated.

Anyways, on with the show – erm, story.

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I felt like a bird.

I could see for miles. In fact, I bet I could see all the way back to Londonfrom up here. Well, okay, maybe not that far, but to be fair, I was pretty high up.

The city ofEast Linfordspread all around me. People looked like dolls. Trees looked like… erm, smaller trees. I was higher than all the other buildings surrounding me. I was powerful. I was tall. I was on top of the world.

Okay, okay, not really. I was just on top of my four-story school building, Linford Middle School, keeping hold of a spool of skinny, copper wire as my best friend and locker partner fed it through the ventilation system. Every now and then, I’d feel a tug on the wire, and so I’d unravel it a bit more.

Sadie hadn’t bothered explaining exactly what the wire was for, and I hadn’t bothered asking. It was probably for something dangerous and slightly illegal, as were most of the things she did.

I did wish she’d hurry it up, though; my dad was supposed to arrive any minute to pick me up and drive me across the city to the local swimming pool, where I had swim team practice in fifteen minutes.

We were cutting it kind of close.

I pulled out my mobile phone and sent her a quick text:

Almost done?

She replied almost instantly.

Just shut up and keep hold of the wire. –SH

I rolled my eyes. Hopefully that meant she was almost finished.

Leaning back against the cool railing, I let my eyes drift close. Spring was in the air, though it was only mid-February. A week or so ago, a heat wave had entered the region, melting the snow and causing mass flooding in the more mountainous areas of the state. I wasn’t complaining at all – I was definitely a summer person.

Down below, on the street, cars zoomed past. A lorry truck rumbled by, carrying trash bags away from the city. School was out for the day; Sadie and I were the only ones still hanging around. That was good, though – the less people to witness whatever it was we’re doing, the better.

I opened my eyes when I heard a vehicle pull in through the front drive of the school. It was a familiar silver car.

“Hi, Dad!” I yelled down as my dad slid out of the driver’s seat. He looked around, confused. “Up here!” He tilted his head up. I waved my arm wildly.

Even from all the way on top of the school building, I could see his skin drain of all color. He stumbled back against the hood of our car, throwing an arm back to support himself.