Hello! Before you start reading, just know that this is my first fan fiction, so constructive criticism only, please. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy it!
As Sherlock and John stepped into 221B Baker St, Mrs Hudson warned them of the man in their sitting room.
"He looks very stern, and very frightened, too."
"Sounds boring." Sherlock whispered to John as they made their way up the stairs.
"Well, we have to at least listen." John whispered back.
When they threw open the door of their flat, there was a man standing right in the middle, looking straight ahead.
"Good morning, my name is Sherlock Holmes, and this is my friend and colleague, Dr. John Watson. I imagine you have a story for us, but first please allow me to make some observations. Firstly, You appear to be of important stature, more than likely from the Buckingham Palace judging by your uniform, are nervous and/or afraid, seeing as there are beads of sweat glistening on your forehead, your stiff posture, and the blood on your lower lip, probably from biting it. There has been an injury, if not a murder, explained by the large blood stain on your left forearm and another on your left thigh. Your colleagues are standing outside this door, hoping that we will take the case, and judging by the voices and shuffling of their feet, there are around 7. Am I wrong?"
"Erm, no, actually. Its all correct. My name is Sgt. Sowerberry, and I'm here on an exetremely confidential and important matter. The queen has been murdered. We aren't sure when, or by whom. We found here an hour ago in the throne room, and the police force already came and dusted for fingerprints, but they haven't found so much as a hair."
"We'll take it," said John and Sherlock in unison.
"We'll meet you at the palace in 20 minutes. John, your hat and coat, we're getting a taxi."
Sherlock strode over to his coat rack and threw his coat on.
"The hat, Holmes." John reminded him.
"Do I have to?"
"Yes." He said as he handed him the cap.
They ran downstair and caught the first cab they saw.
15 minutes later they arrived at the Palace, and the guards let both of them in without question.
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The Death of the Queen
FanfictionSherlock Holmes and John Watson solve a heated case of the murdered Queen of England, and they hit quite a few bumps along the way.
