The Meeting - A WhoLock Fic

Come Along

The Doctor clapped his hands together. “That’s that sorted then. Come along…well…just come along. Come along!”
And he turned and raced out the room.
River gave a low, almost sensual chuckle as she watched him go. Then she turned to the boys. “After you.”
Sherlock gave a suspicious glance, then grabbed his coat and tied his scarf. He looked over at the non-moving John.
“Coming?”
“I…” he sighed. “Yeah, yeah.”
River laughed. “We better hurry then. He does get ever so impatient.” She smiled evilly to herself, doubtlessly recounting some memory or other.
“Lead the way,” Sherlock offered.
She smiled again, and made her way to the streets outside, the two following her closely as she travelled down the street to an alley.
“After you.” She indicated.
Sherlock frowned. “Pardon.”
She smiled. “That’s the way in.”
“What?” John asked.
Because, all there was in that small alley was a blue box.