Trains! They have so much useless information. Then all the stops also quite useless. I never could get over how very little one needed to use the trains. John used them but I prefer a cab.
John followed me to the clients house a little surprised I couldn't figure it out but he didn't say anything as to be kind. My heart swelled at that thought. I quickly shut it down. John is not a gay man. He would never be in a relationship with me. I need to stop thinking such things.
Arriving at the clients house we quickly rushed in and I tried desperately to get an answer.
"Is there any places the train could have switched rails?"
"No."
"Anyplace not in the books?"
"Wait..... Yes!"
And into the story he went. Each little in wanted detail about the unopened station. I cut him off and headed out the door. John have me the look that told me I was being rude.
"Sorry John but we mustn't dally. People to save." I replied coolly to the look. Although I felt a tad bit... Guilty. I tried to push that out of my mind. We arrived at a station and down into the tunnels we went. I was looking for the the new station and when we found I was a little confused. No train.
I thought hard. It had to be here in one of these tunnels but which one. I thought about all the useless information. A terrorist attack. Underground group. Parliament voting on a terrorist bill. Ohhhh
I rushed to my right. Running down the rails with John right behind me. I could hear him. When we rounded the bin that's when I saw it. The train carriage.
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Its not a Magic Trick.
RomanceAfter the fall Sherlock went about destroying Moriarty. During this time Sherlock obsessed in his own way. His limited contact with Mycroft let him keep tabs on the man that occupied much of his thoughts. So what happens when Sherlock returns. Read...
