August 2012
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Untangle Me.
John came home from his shift at the A&E to find Sherlock’s riding crop propped up against the door of the flat.
“Shit.”[[MORE]]
Sherlock hadn’t spoken for days. Normally that wasn’t a problem. Not when he had a case on and his brain was occupied with untangling some riddle or mystery.
But there hadn’t been a case for almost two weeks. Sherlock hadn’t spoken for four days. Not a word. There...
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Reblog if you believe in Sherlock Holmes.
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thestrawberryblondehobbitbatch asked: I've herad that you might do a part 5, because the next step is childern,