A Touch Of Cancer [Johnlock fanfic] On Hiatus!

Chapter 3 » That God Forsaken Ringtone!

It was finally after what seemed like an extremely long hour's drive, that Sherlock and John arrived at the airport. The doctor stepped out first followed by an unhappy detective.

"We have an hour and a half to get checked in, go through customs and get on the plane." Watson announced verifying the time on his vintage seiko watch that was left to him by his father. Harry was offered the watch years previous but had turned ot down saying that it was too masculine for her.

Getting no response from his partner, John rolled his eyes and started for the luggage in the boot of the taxi. The taxi driver popped the back, and before John could get his and Sherlock's bags, the driver had already taken them out.

"Oh thank you." John said courteously. That was when the young detective's phone rang giving off the embarrassing sexual groan. Startled by the noise, the driver looked at Watson with a slight furrowing of the brow.

"It wasn't me." John protested quickly but he knew that no-one would ever believe him so he manoeuvred past the man. Moving towards his boyfriend, he saw that Sherlock was on the phone again.

There was no way this would be happening during their holiday. John would see to that in any means necessary. Standing beside Holmes, the ex-army doctor grabbed the phone and said

"Who-ever it is Sherlock can't help you. Not now and certainly not for the next fortnight." Sherlock, shocked by John's sudden outburst, took his luggage and walked closer to the airport entrance. A reluctant Watson followed. He was about to hang up,

"John? Is that you?" It was Lestrade; great now the doctor felt even more foolish. His voice softened, he wasn't scared of the inspector but due to his title John had to show in some respect even if they were mates.

"I-Inspector? Sorry bu-" Before Watson could finish his sentence, Gregory interrupted

"No need John. I was just informing Sherlock that the judge found Mark Owens guilty and to thank him." John's eyes widened as he turned to look at the detective who wasnt paying attention to him but in fact was watching a women with her screaming child. The doctor was speechless so Lestrade added

"You and Sherlock have a good holiday." That was it, the line went dead.

Watson stood by the side of the road speechless and feeling like a fool. Who could blame him? Every time Holmes received a text or a call that stupid ring tone went off and John would always get the dirty looks from passers by. Well he'd had enough of that so while his partner was fixated on the women and her child, he quickly changed Sherlock's ring tone to something other than the embarrassing and annoying sexual groan.

"John! Hurry up!" The detective called from the airport entrance. Stuffing the phone in his coat jacket, the doctor grasped his suitcase and hurried into the airport.