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An Extract from Holmes’ Diary, Sussex, 1907
Characters/Pairings: Holmes, Watson/Lestrade
A/N: …Watson had passed almost beyond my ken. An occasional week-end visit was the most I ever saw of him. This 60 was also influenced by Constable Anderson’s moustache.
1st February
Watson & Lestrade arrived today! Didn’t recognise Lestrade—he’s grown an enormous moustache.
2nd February
In the night, during… a warm embrace, Watson & Lestrade’s facial hair somehow became enmeshed. An amusing rescue mission ensued, involving myself and a pair of nail scissors.
How I laughed!
24th July
Watson & Lestrade still refusing to visit ever again. Pity.
Characters/Pairings: Holmes, Watson/Lestrade
A/N: …Watson had passed almost beyond my ken. An occasional week-end visit was the most I ever saw of him. This 60 was also influenced by Constable Anderson’s moustache.
1st February
Watson & Lestrade arrived today! Didn’t recognise Lestrade—he’s grown an enormous moustache.
2nd February
In the night, during… a warm embrace, Watson & Lestrade’s facial hair somehow became enmeshed. An amusing rescue mission ensued, involving myself and a pair of nail scissors.
How I laughed!
24th July
Watson & Lestrade still refusing to visit ever again. Pity.
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To John
To John,
I was a bad influence on you. I always was. You would have taken the blame if we were ever caught; so I did it for you.
I can't even try to think about how much pain you went through these past years without me. But you're much better off. I would have been the death of you; and I wouldn't have been able to hold that weight.
I've been keeping an eye on you every now and then, see how you're holding up.
Thank you for letting me go. I know you'll have a wonderful life without the worry of me. I was never worthy. I will never be worthy.
I will not explain how I did it, in fear you will be targeted, but I will say that you were the
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A single letter sat on the doormat, illuminated by the light that dripped through the window. As John came closer to it, he noticed that there was no address - only th
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She bit her lip and accepted. It wasn't perfect, but it worked.
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