Sherlock Fanfiction: Aberdeen to Euston
Jul. 1st, 2013 09:22 pmTitle: Aberdeen to Euston
Author:
saki101
Characters/Pairings: John/Sherlock, Mycroft, Molly, Mummy
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~3300
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not mine and no money is being made.
Also posted on: LJ Holmestice and AO3.
Summary: Post-TRF, Sherlock returns to London. Mycroft reminisces.
A/N: Written for the June 2013 Holmestice Exchange for
jcporter1 whose lovely prompts included a request for the characters as children. Can be read alone or as part of the Other Experiments series where it would fit in after Reliquary and before Revisionist. (Other Experiments begins with Sometimes.)
Excerpt: “Why must you go? I don’t approve,” Sherlock said, drawing himself up to his maximum height and directing a stern look at his older brother. “I’ve considered it carefully and it makes no sense for you to waste your time with a gaggle of idiots rather than spending it with me. My company is far more edifying than theirs could ever be.” Sherlock brushed a curl from his forehead without losing a whit of his outrage or his dignity.
Mycroft studied the slim, pale child in front of him and remembered gathering a new bundle of life in his arms and thinking that it would always be his, his brother, his companion, his responsibility.
( Aberdeen to Euston )
Author:
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Characters/Pairings: John/Sherlock, Mycroft, Molly, Mummy
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~3300
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not mine and no money is being made.
Also posted on: LJ Holmestice and AO3.
Summary: Post-TRF, Sherlock returns to London. Mycroft reminisces.
A/N: Written for the June 2013 Holmestice Exchange for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Excerpt: “Why must you go? I don’t approve,” Sherlock said, drawing himself up to his maximum height and directing a stern look at his older brother. “I’ve considered it carefully and it makes no sense for you to waste your time with a gaggle of idiots rather than spending it with me. My company is far more edifying than theirs could ever be.” Sherlock brushed a curl from his forehead without losing a whit of his outrage or his dignity.
Mycroft studied the slim, pale child in front of him and remembered gathering a new bundle of life in his arms and thinking that it would always be his, his brother, his companion, his responsibility.
( Aberdeen to Euston )