Title: To Begin The World Over Again
Author: Ragna
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood/Sherlock
Characters/Pairings: Mickey Smith/Martha Jones, eventual Sherlock Holmes/Amy Pond and Eleventh Doctor/River Song; Jack Harkness, The Doctor, Mickey Smith, Martha Jones, River Song, parallel universe!Amy…
Title: To Begin The World Over Again
Author: Ragna
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood/Sherlock
Characters/Pairings: Mickey Smith/Martha Jones, eventual Sherlock Holmes/Amy Pond and Eleventh Doctor/River Song; Jack Harkness, The Doctor, River Song, Mickey Smith, Amy Pond and Sherlock Holmes in…
Chapter Eighteen - Forced to Deal With What I Feel
The warehouse really was at the corner of the same street that the dirty bar was on. It was walking distance for the search party, and they made it there in just under ten minutes. John was the one that stopped Sherlock this time. “Sherlock, she’s in there-“
“I’m well-aware, John,” he said, his tone fierce. The Doctor felt as though this was a conversation he wasn’t a part of. He just hoped that they hurried up. He knew who the alien was, and knew how to get it out of Amy, but the extraction wasn’t going to be easy, especially not if she had already taken one victim. The more she killed while the alien was in her body, the harder it was going to get.
“I’m just saying,” John sighed, “We need to focus on getting whoever is in there out. Leave the Doctor to figure out how to help Amy. He’s got that magic stick-“
“Sonic screwdriver” the Doctor clarified.
John gave him a withering look. “Right,” he continued, “He’s got that sonic screwdriver of his. And it’s going to help her.”
Sherlock didn’t understand what was with the Doctor, how he could make people trust him so quickly. Even John was turning against him and putting blind faith into a man that wore a silly bow tie and ordered cream soda at a pub. Again, Sherlock was left wondering how someone like Amy could like to keep company with two opposites like the Doctor and him.
The three seemed to find a common ground, that Amy was in there, but she wasn’t herself. It was Sherlock that John and the Doctor were worried about.
They opened the door to the warehouse, and they entered, single file. Sherlock and John looked over at the Doctor, who held a single finger to his lips, signaling that they keep quiet. What were they supposed to say, anyways? Call out Amy’s name? It wasn’t Amy that they were after, and it would only scare her away, or speed up the process if she was really that far.
The warehouse stored a lot of lumber. Sherlock inhaled the smell of wood. It was cold, and his shoes made a light tapping against the gray cement floors. He was sure there were lights somewhere, but they didn’t know where the control panel was, and they had bigger things to do. It was hard for the consulting detective though. His big strength was predicting what would happen based on the information he got from the scene. And he was always right. How was Sherlock supposed to do all that in the dark?
“We need to find lights in here,” John muttered, and Sherlock smirked in the darkness, despite the situation. For someone with just the usual “normal” IQ, John really didn’t have a hard time keeping up in Sherlock’s life. With Amy around, it seemed that was even harder than before.
“We need to find Amelia,” the Doctor corrected, though it wasn’t haughty. Just matter-of-factly and sort of interested in whatever he was looking at. He shined his sonic in three different directions, then dropped it. “Right. Okay. We also need lights.” This is when the Time Lord’s face lit up as he realized that he had something to fix that.
“Knew this would come in handy!” he said, shoving his hand into his coat pocket. The Doctor seemed to be rummaging for something, going elbow-deep. Sherlock and John knew this was probably just like the TARDIS, and could be asked later. The Doctor let out a victorious “Aha!” as he pulled two red flashlights and handed them to the other parties. “Was saving them for when I took Amy and Rory to the Crystal Caves of Dunpoor.”
“Rory?” Sherlock asked.
“Uh, no one. Just an… Old friend,” the Doctor explained, giving the consulting detective a small smile of reassurance. He didn’t fall for it, and maybe, the Doctor knew that. “Anyways, we don’t want to turn all the lights on, not yet. She’ll know we’re here, and she’ll run. We need to find Amy, but we also need to trap her in one room if we want to get the alien out of her, too.”
As long as the Doctor could save Amy, Sherlock didn’t really care what his side projects were. The two men nodded. “I’ll go left,” John volunteered, pointing his flashlight in the direction of a long hallway with a glowing red “Exit” sign above it, before he started walking.
“Straight,” Sherlock said, “I’m going straight.”
“Alright, you two,” the Doctor agreed, but then put in his final words, “Be careful. This isn’t the real Amy. You think she’s bad enough with the skirts and the flirting now. Well… It’ll be much worse.”
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Life moved swiftly in 221B Baker Street, and that wasn’t something Amy was prepared for. She hadn’t heard from Sherlock in a long time, her own fault, she knew, so the stories of his business, as it were, didn’t get back to her. She missed the Doctor, but it had only been a few days, she could live without the man for 14 years before, why couldn’t she deal with it now? Especially as she had Sherlock Holmes back at her side.
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Experiments | Sherlock/Doctor Who - PG | Sherlock Holmes/Amy Pond & John Watson |Part 2 of my “Just A Little Bit” series | John wants to find out why Sherlock and Amy have been so much nicer towards each other for the past month, so he decides to spy on them. But Sherlock and Amy turn the tables on the experiment when they find out about it.
