Time Has Come TodayHe didn't expect the insistent hammering at the front door, and it wasn't much appreciated right after he'd just sat himself down. Greg Lestrade, former Detective Inspector, set aside the tumbler of whiskey with an irritated sigh and walked through the modest flat, calling out when the pounding continued, "All right, knock it off! I'm coming. Ass," he added in a grumble, just before flipping the latch and opening the door as far as the chain allowed.Time Has Come Today by YWYH-s--Morelenmir
Surprise lifted his eyebrows and voice. "John? What are you-- is Sherlock in trouble?"
Dr. Watson's forehead was wrinkled in worry, but he shook his head. "No, it isn't Greg, I need you to come with me, right now." He was so serious, instantly bringing to Greg's mind the last time they had tangled with Moriarty and how John was purely soldier, working frenetically against the madman's machinations, trying to find his friend.
Slipping the chain off, he gestured John inside the small entryway. "I can't really do that. I mean," he corre
The Empty Companion- Chapter 1The Empty Companion- Chapter 1 by ColorofAshes
“Sherlock! Over here!” A sharp, urgent voice shouted from somewhere behind him. The slap of shoe soles on wet concrete echoed throughout the dark alley, followed by a heavy scraping against stone. The chilling ground beneath him was harsh against his battered limbs, but the only thing he wanted right then was to lie there, gasping for air that never came.
Sherlock…Sherlock…Another pair of feet sounded in the darkness as they approached, the footfalls sharp and the stride long.
The Doctor groaned in agony as he felt strong hands on his side and shoulder, pulling him from his fetal position beside the dumpster and awakening the paralyzing pain. The muddied brown trench coat slid back from his slender frame, revealing his beaten body. Blood poured from his chest, seeping through the charred and tattered pin-stripe suit. His thin, bloodstained hands trembled violently as they sought something to cling to. His mousey-brown hair wa
The Empty Companion- Chapter 2The Empty Companion- Chapter 2 by ColorofAshes
The Doctors’ eyes flickered open, aching and bloodshot. Above him glowed a pale ceiling, the dim light coming from a small table-side lamp. The wallpaper was a pleasant green, and soft sunlight filtered through the window. The room was spartan, with a framed poster of the periodic table to decorate its’ sparse walls. As his eyes adjusted, memories began to flood back. The Time Lords’ eyes widened as he recalled the night before, jolting up from the constricting sheets.
“Aaaaagh!” He yelped, pain freezing him in place. His gaze shot down to his bare chest, where white bandages tightly bound him.
“I see you’re awake.” A man with dirty blond hair muttered, the latch of the door announcing his presence. He was somewhat short, but well-built, like an athlete or soldier. The Doctor sat up slowly, cringing as he let the pain settle. His large, dark eyes flickered over him, analyzing the man before responding. “…Where am I?…an
Hetalia Who?We join everyone's favorite countries in another meeting of course. England Lao his head in his hand as he yet again had to listen to a ridiculous scheme America was formulating. It didn't help that France was poking him and half of the countries couldn't care less about what was going on.Hetalia Who? by Katie9899
"Don't ignore me!" The loud American yelled when he realized no one was paying attention.
"Give it up America! It was going no where to begin with." England yelled.
"Like your personality?" France asked.
"Oh shut up you froggy bastard!" England yelled.
"I have an idea." Canada said.
However no one heard him... like always.
"I say we do my plan! Da?"
All of the countries fell silent at Russia's voice and stared at the ground silent.
That's when you burst through the door.
"So sorry I'm late! You'll never guess what happened! I was just about to get into my car when this blue police box crashed into it. I was going to yell at the driver, but when he came out I was, uh... distracted. Anyway though he ap
The Tardis Flew Over Amelia's Room"Allonsy, Alonzo"The Tardis Flew Over Amelia's Room by ImLittleKasey
Or should I say, "Geronimo"
The Tardis flew over Amelia's room
The weeping angel froze
So stay on your toes
And Pond ran away without her groom
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