A Cross in Time

Taking A Break

Watson's POV

I wake up at six, as is usual. I need to keep my routine. I don't know when Holmes will figure this out, but when she does, I'll be ready to start my days as usual. However, there are a few things I will miss about this time. I'm going to miss the advanced technology, the advanced medicine, the games, the friends, Holmes not being too obsessed with a case, Jenifer. I think when the time comes, I'm going to have a hard choice. Stay, or go home. I dress for the day then leave my room. I told Jen I'd meet her in the med lab so we could go over some formulas and try to make one that could save someone when they're on the door of death. Something like what Mr. Holmes gave to my father for a wedding gift.

However, on my way down to the lab, I couldn't stop thinking about a dream I had last night. In my dream, I was standing in a dimly lit alleyway. I started walking towards one end but a shadowed figure stepped in my path. They just stood there starring at me, while I stared at them. After some time, they started walking towards me, and I matched them step-for-step but in the reverse direction. Suddenly, I'm in the middle of the street with cars zooming past on either side of me. The shadowed figure appears behind me, all I can do is run forward and hope for a break in traffic. Finally I see a break and run through. The shadow follows me, which I was hopping for. They get struck by a truck but appear behind me again. Next we're standing over a bridge overseeing more roads busy with cars. I'm pushed off. Before I hit the ground and then by a car, I woke up.

I reach the lab that she said to meet in to find her already there, head bent over a microscope. Seeing her draws me out of my musings. She looks up then turns to look at me with a big smile on her face. My heart melts a little. I think when the time comes I might just stay.

"Hey sleepy head."

"Sleepy head? Is this not early?" I ask her.

"Relax, I'm only teasing you. I just down here as well. About five minutes ago." She says as her smile starts to falter.

All I can think is I did that. I made her upset. I really don't know how to act around a girl.

"Sorry, I was simply curious. I still don't know your times terminology very well." I rush to say to make her smile again.

"No biggie. So, you said last night that what I've been trying to do, since I was a kid, was accomplished already?"

"Yes. Holmes's father had invented it, actually he gave it as a wedding gift to my father who later used it on Mr. Holmes."

"So I've most likely been overlooking the obvious the whole time? Do you know what the ingredients were?"

"No, but I'm pretty sure Holmes does. She, like her father, when not busy on a case will invent useful contraptions, most of the time. Her father may have told her."

"I'll have to ask her later on today then."

We sat there for a good portion of the morning talking about various medicines and other stuff before we headed up to get something to eat. As we get closer to the kitchen we hear a conversation. I can hear Holmes and not help but want to know what she's talking about. Jenifer grabs my arm, halting me in my steps, and gestures to keep quiet. We walk silently down the hall and sand by the entry way to the kitchen, just out of sight but able to see a good portion. I see Holmes talking with Cam.

"What're you talking about?" He asks her, his brows furrowed.

"I mean, what if we were meant to be here? What if Watson, Lestrade and I are here for a reason? Besides. Lord Ikrum, he looks just like the lawyer you've pointed out. Why is he so successful here in this time if Jaccob Viron and Lord Ikrum are not the same person?" Holmes rants. Who's Jaccob Viron?