Kaleidoscope: WIP Wednesday
This fic is written for @t-dalo as a gift to @thegirlfromthesouth: two angst-hounds, bless them, whereas I am a fluffpuppy. It’s fun trying to live up to the request for angst, over the protests of my fluffy muse.
Kaleidoscope starts with a classic fic premise: after Mary shot Sherlock, John moved out on Mary and back to 221B.
In HLV, all the main characters were apparently in suspended animation until Christmas Day, never talking about … anything, and John’s t-shirt mantra was “I don’t understand.”
In Kaleidoscope, while Sherlock’s out of commission John has to work out what happened: why Mary fetched up in his clinic in the first place, why Sherlock is lying about her “surgical” shot, why Mycroft is protecting Magnussen–and what to do about Magnussen, for that matter. Since John can’t trust any of them to tell him the truth, he’ll have to play them all against each other.
So yes, once again, in this fic John Watson is Pretty Damn Smart. Smart enough to put one over on Sherlock Holmes–even though There Was Only One Bed.
“Sherlock’s been rattled since he came back, really. Seems… off-balance. Of course, even on a bad day he’s faster than most brains on stimulants. But he’s missed things he never would have missed. And maybe the fact that someone was willing to toss me into a bonfire to get his attention, distracted him from what he would normally have been paying attention to.”
Hm. Not bad. Just a bit further, goldfish, you’re getting there. “Such as?”
“Well, from whoever might still be out there from Moriarty’s mob? Whoever might have planted Mary in my surgery? Whoever might have put her there to keep tabs on him? Whoever might have wanted to keep tabs on him because they knew he wasn’t dead?”
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