What Are You Doing?

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Chapter 6

What Are You Doing?

Lucinda's POV 

Here I was standing in the middle of Sherlock's flat, trying to catch my breath. 

"Why are you scared?" Sherlock asked as he also calmed down his breathing. 

" Why are you NOT scared. That thing could have killed everyone there, including us. You're lucky we got out of there and it was took weak to do any serious damage." 

"What are they?" He asked bluntly, all back to serious face I see.

" They're called Weeping Angels. Another creature, if you may. To put it easy, they're only statues when you are looking at them. But the moment you blink or turn away they become dangerous and lethal, they usually just send you back in time and feed off your time energy, but they're snapping necks. My dad told me about it, but I don't quite understand why they're doing this. They're must be a reason." He seemed to listen, not once did he try and stop me from talking. 

"You're quite knowledgeable." 

"I'm nothing, wait to see my mother and father. Speaking of father. I need to send him a message." I pull out my phone out and place in on top of the fireplace was in the middle of the living room. 

"What are you doing?" He asked, looking at my phone, which had the camera app opened. 

" Sending a message, now hush." He finally took his coat and scarf off placing it on the sofa. You could see the detail of his chest through the material. God Luce, stop that. 


"Oh god I hope this is recording. Doctor, it's me. I really hope you get this because I need you. I know it may not seem like it but strange things are happening here. I've already seen Daleks and weeping angels and i'm scared for what's next. I don't really know what's going to happen next, I would just leave but I can't. Something had brought me here, and my Vortex Manipulator isn't working. I just need you, and if it were River you'd be here in the beat of your hearts." 

I stopped for a minute to gather myself. 

"Whoa re you talking to?" Sherlock questioned, popping in from the kitchen. 

" No one, now go." I sighed before facing the camera again. " Please Doctor, hurry. I don't believe there is much time left, I can feel it. Until than, Doctor." I walked over to my phone and pressed stop recording before sending it off to the TARDIS. 


I ran my hands through my hair I sat my phone on the side table, and took a sit on the sofa closest to the window. I buried my face in my hands. 

"Are you alright?" Sherlock questioned as he passed me a cup of coffee. 

" No, i'm not. I have a really bad feeling about all of this. Meeting you, not that I minded that. I mean look at you. But, all of these things, the creatures I mean, turning up. It can't be just a consequence."

" What do you mean, 'look at me'?" 

"Oh Sherlock, you really have no idea, do you?" He shook his head no. 

" You really are something, aren't you?"

I laughed before sitting down and enjoying the silence that now filled the room. All I have to do is wait, i don't know how long. I don't know anything really. We'll just have to wait and see. 

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