Fic: 221B - Lookout

[anarion]

Title: Lookout
Words: 221
Rating: PG-13
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Not mine.

Summary: ‘365 days of 221Bs’ challenge: a prompt a day, given by atlinmerrick.





Previous 221b: No sweat!


Today's prompt: mobile phone

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Lookout


He shouldn’t enjoy this. No, seriously, this wasn’t something normal people enjoyed.

And yet his heart was racing in a good way and he felt so very much alive.

He shook his head at himself.

“What?”

The warm baritone in his ear made him jump a little. That man really moved without sound if he chose to. Though usually he stomped through his life like a hurricane in a bad mood.

John turned his head a little and grinned at his friend.

“I was just thinking that the degree of fun that I get out of this isn’t normal. We were kidnapped by a deranged animal trainer just three days ago.”

“Normal is boring. Besides, I got us out of that basement within an hour. “

“True. So did you find the suspect inside?”

“Yes, he should be out in... There he is!”

Sherlock grabbed John’s arm and pulled him back behind the bin until his back was pressed flush to the other man’s chest.

Sherlock’s mobile poked against his hip when he leaned forward to peek around the corner.

John sees a lot when it comes to Sherlock. What he didn’t see was Sherlock grabbing his mobile from the kitchen table when they came home an hour later after losing the suspect in a crowd, where it lay, the display blinking.








Next 221b: Trouble shared...


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AN:
Today's prompt was 'mobile phone'.

Just saw 'The Physicists' at the Donmar. Great play! Can someone help me please? Where the hell have I seen Adam McNamara before?












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Comments

[bradspyjamas.livejournal.com]

Oh I love oblivious!John and that was definitely a very, very Sherlocky Sherlock *grins happily to self*
As for Adam McNamara - yes I recognise his face but I'm afraid I too have a memory block as to where! Hopefully someone else will be all brilliant and knowing for you.

[anarion.livejournal.com]

You're London-based, right? If you have time, go see the play, it's great!
Or are you not a fan of theatre?

[ledasdaughter.livejournal.com]

oh this is ... oh Sherlock!
and tomorrow John will forget his gun at home without telling Sherlock and they will somehow end up standing really close together too.

[verityburns.livejournal.com]

The phone was on the table! Oh, that is brilliant! I am going to happy-dream about this one, I'm sure of it :D

PS You don't have to reply to this, by the way!

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

like a hurricane in a bad mood
Funny image. I wonder what a hurricane in a good mood looks like. :D

John turned his head a little and grinned at his friend.
His what?
*looks at the tags*
Oh. Rats.

Sherlock grabbed John’s arm and pulled him back behind the bin until his back was pressed flush to the other man’s chest.
Oho!

Sherlock’s mobile poked against his hip when he leaned forward to peek around the corner.
Aha! Your end is near, pre-slash!

*reads the end*
Welcome, slash! I think we'll soon know what a hurricane in a good mood looks like. I'm sorry but I don't understand what happened. Be more specific please. :D

About Adam McNamara... Knowing you, I bet you saw him in Single Father, he played a Chief inspector. Just have a look here! :-)

[bradspyjamas.livejournal.com]

Yes to London and very much yes to being a fan of theatre. I shall most definitely check it out :)

[tracionn.livejournal.com]

Aaaawww, John. You'll find out about the not-phone soon. And you gonna love it :)

This is a wonderful moment captured and I liked John's thoughts and how much the situation is them.

Well done!

[rox712.livejournal.com]

Ok, Ausländerbonus! I didn't get it. I thought: what the hell? Then I read the comments. Thanks dear readers for explaining it to me, went back to read twice, and then I caught up. *headdesk* Think life in a tent is going to be the end of me.

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, I love you! <3

[anarion.livejournal.com]

His what?
*looks at the tags*
Oh. Rats.

Aha! Your end is near, pre-slash!

Welcome, slash! I think we'll soon know what a hurricane in a good mood looks like.

Oh, I wanna squish you so hard right now! <3

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much! :D

[anarion.livejournal.com]

LOL at the tent comment! :D

Sorry you didn't get it in the first place.

[purrculier1.livejournal.com]

Tsk. "pre-slash(sorry)" I don't think your sorry at all.

I hope Sherlock's phone is elsewhere next time he asks John to hand it to him.
Can just see them at a crime scene

"John, hand me my phone."
"O.K. Sherlock, jacket pocket?"
"No,check my trouser pockets" *poof* no more pre slash.

seriously, is nice look at John feeling like himself again, feeling alive
after grey days. Thank You.