Title: Morning Train
Author: Daylyn
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Rating: G
Pairing: Holmes and Watson (or even Holmes/Watson)
Disclaimer: Not mine, although actually in the public domain. No profit is intended.
Summary: Watson finds himself on an early morning train on his birthday.
Author’s Note: Written for the wonderful
janeturenne for her birthday. Hope you have a fabulous day!
Morning Train
By Daylyn
Watson found himself being shaken awake abruptly. His eyes flew open and Holmes was standing beside his bed. "Hurry up, Watson," Holmes exclaimed. "We must make the early morning train."
Watson groaned. "Why?"
"No time for unnecessary chatter, my dear fellow. We must be away at once. Pack a bag."
Watson was up and moving before he even realized what he was doing. "The things I do for you," he grumbled to himself.
"Hurry Watson," Holmes cried as he rushed from the room.
Watson washed his face and prepared to face the day.
A half hour later he found himself on train, heading out of London, with no clue as to where he was going or why.
"Do you want to share some details about this case, Holmes?" he groused. "Or shall I just remain in the dark as usual."
"Oh, there is no case, my dear Watson."
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Author: Daylyn
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Rating: G
Pairing: Holmes and Watson (or even Holmes/Watson)
Disclaimer: Not mine, although actually in the public domain. No profit is intended.
Summary: Watson finds himself on an early morning train on his birthday.
Author’s Note: Written for the wonderful
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Morning Train
By Daylyn
Watson found himself being shaken awake abruptly. His eyes flew open and Holmes was standing beside his bed. "Hurry up, Watson," Holmes exclaimed. "We must make the early morning train."
Watson groaned. "Why?"
"No time for unnecessary chatter, my dear fellow. We must be away at once. Pack a bag."
Watson was up and moving before he even realized what he was doing. "The things I do for you," he grumbled to himself.
"Hurry Watson," Holmes cried as he rushed from the room.
Watson washed his face and prepared to face the day.
A half hour later he found himself on train, heading out of London, with no clue as to where he was going or why.
"Do you want to share some details about this case, Holmes?" he groused. "Or shall I just remain in the dark as usual."
"Oh, there is no case, my dear Watson."
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