Stuck in An Ending Eternity (A Wholock Fanfic)

Chapter Nine

Amy jogged after the Doctor, who was frantic, hoping nothing else bad had happened to his TARDIS. He sprinted past Jack, Kate, Donavan, Lestrade, and the others. All in all, there was about 50 people, and the Doctor passed all of them. They all ran into the park that was next to the house Martha got murdered in and to the sight where the Doctor had crashed. 

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no!" the Doctor exclaimed when he beheld the sight of the empty yard. 

Amy's eyes widened, "Where's the TARDIS...? And that detective fellow...?" 

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Sherlock stayed as silent as he could, not moving in the tree he was hiding in. He didn't want them to start freaking out on him, as normal people do when they get angry. He also didn't know what the Doctor would do to him. 

Holmes shifted his weight ever so slightly, peeking through the leaves to see the scene. The Doctor was fixing his bowtie and running his hands through his hair as his ginger companion started to bombard him with question. The Doctor then started to yell at Lestrade. 

"Does this Sherlock Holmes have any idea what could happen to time if he- he did something utterly stupid with it? I don't know the TARDIS even let him go anywhere-" he exclaimed and then paused. "Does he...  Does he have two hearts...?" 

Two hearts? thought Sherlock. What does that have to do with anything? 

Donavan laughed, "Sherlock Holmes? Two hearts? He doesn't even have one. He only thinks of himself. He won't care if he messes up the time/space continuum-" 

"Shut up." said a new voice in the conversation. Everyone turned around. "He's my friend." 

"John?! I thought you were in Disney World?!" exclaimed Lestrade. Sherlock leaned forward in the tree. It was John Watson. Who was supposed to be in America. With Mary. On a honeymoon. How- no, why was he here?  

Dr. Watson hesitated and then said, "Oh, I actually never left London..." 

The Doctor looked at John suspiciously. "Are you sure you are you?" 

"What? Why wouldn't I be me? You are foolish, Doctor." 

"No, you're the foolish one. You've never met me before. You don't know that I'm called 'Doctor'. So I will ask you again. Who. Are. You." 

Sherlock couldn't stand seeing his friend being pushed around like this. He jumped out of the tree. "His name is John Watson." 

The Doctor pulled out a shiny stick thing, the likes of which Sherlock had never seen before. The tip lit up green and it made a buzzing noise. "He's a Zygon.