Pond & Holmes

Chapter 12

Amy poked at the keyboard frantically as the screen went black, with John beside her. He asked, "Amy, what happened?"

She shrugged, pressing random keys and replied, "I lost him. I don't know what..." Just then, a young police officer rushed towards the both of them with a phone pressed to his ear. He said to the duo, "Miss Pond? Doctor Watson?"

John repiled, "Yeah?"

"It's for you."

"Okay, thanks." Still looking at the screen, John held out his hand for the phone. Amy nudged him, "Uh.." John glanced at where she was looking at, and saw a helicopter that which was just coming to land at the edge of the stream. 

The police officer said, "The helicopter is for you. The both of you."

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 Some time later, John was sitting beside the pilot while Amy was seated behind him. She frowned and looked down as the helicopter flew over London. What had Sherlock done now? She knew that it was no coincidence that those men had come for Sherlock around the same time as the helicopter had come for her and John. Where were they going?

Amy's question was answered a few minutes later, when the helicopter started approaching the Buckingham Palace. She knew John had seen the Palace come into view too when he turned around and gave her a questioning look. She shrugged and shivered as the helicopter came to land.

Not long afterwards, John and Amy were shown into an enormous ornate hall with massive crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. Amy stared at it in awe. It was beautiful. The crystal sparkled in the sunshine, reflecting into their eyes. They glanced around for a moment, then followed their escort who gestured to a nearby room and walked away. John and Amy shot each other confused looks before walking in.

On a small round table in the middle of the posh-looking room, Amy and John noticed a pile of clothes and shoes on it. They gave each other the same confused look when they saw Sherlock sitting on a sofa, still wrapped in his sheet. He looked across to them calmly.

Amy's mouth dropped open in shock as she stared at him, and John held out his hands in outrage. Sherlock shrugged and looked away. John and Amy nodded at each other and she walked slowly further into the room.

Amy sat beside Sherlock and John sat beside her, so that she was in the middle of the two of them. Amy stared at the front for a few seconds, chewing back a giggle. What was Sherlock doing, in the Buckingham Palace wearing only a sheet? It was the most fun she had had in a few months, ever since she left the Doctor. 

Amy ran her eyes around the room. John was staring at his hands. She looked at Sherlock again, peering closely at his sheet. Amy frowned. Was he... She said, "Are you wearing any pants?"

Sherlock repiled, "No." Amy said back curtly, "Okay." Amy sighed quietly, giving John the Look. A moment later, Sherlock turned to look at her just as Amy also turns to look. They both glanced at John and the trio promptly burst out laughing.

John gestured around the building, "At Buckingham Palace, fine." Amy guessed he was trying hard to get himself under control. He continued, "I'm seriously fighting an urge to steal an ashtray." Sherlock and Amy chuckled again.

John sighed and said, "What are we doing here, Sherlock? Seriously, what?"

Sherlock replied, still smiling, "I don't know." Amy and Sherlock's eyes met again, and they smiled at each other. Amy felt a fluttering feeling in her stomach, but she brushed it aside. She must be hungry. Amy remarked, "Here to see the Queen, perhaps."

At that moment, Mycroft walked into the room. Sherlock smirked, "Oh, apparently yes." Amy and John cracked up again and Sherlock joined in. The trio continued to giggle as Mycroft looked at them with exasperation.