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potentiality_26) wrote2018-12-04 05:27 pm
potentiality_26) wrote2018-12-04 05:27 pm
Fic: A Most Remarkable Case
Title: A Most Remarkable Case
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (ACD and Granada)
Pairing/Characters: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Stanley Hopkins
Summary: In the aftermath of the Abbey Grange case, Holmes and Watson make an agreement- but all is not as it seems.
Rating: PG-13
Length: Medium (13,097 words)
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me.
Notes/Warnings: This was inspired by a line of dialogue from the Granada episode and it spiraled really out of control. It's meant to fit into the show's continuity, but it also borrows elements from the original story. In other words, Granada tried to fix a plot hole, and I decided to unfix it again.
Excerpt: Perhaps what Crocker said should have made a greater impression on me at the time- as it must have on Holmes- for it was quite a neat encapsulation of my own existence. Perhaps it did not because for all I loved him, for all I wanted things which could never be mine, I often forgot to be discontented for days, even weeks, at a time. Crumbs from Sherlock Holmes were, I felt, a feast from anyone else. But in the moment I was unspeakably grateful to our friend the captain for saying and meaning what I could not.
On AO3
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (ACD and Granada)
Pairing/Characters: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Stanley Hopkins
Summary: In the aftermath of the Abbey Grange case, Holmes and Watson make an agreement- but all is not as it seems.
Rating: PG-13
Length: Medium (13,097 words)
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me.
Notes/Warnings: This was inspired by a line of dialogue from the Granada episode and it spiraled really out of control. It's meant to fit into the show's continuity, but it also borrows elements from the original story. In other words, Granada tried to fix a plot hole, and I decided to unfix it again.
Excerpt: Perhaps what Crocker said should have made a greater impression on me at the time- as it must have on Holmes- for it was quite a neat encapsulation of my own existence. Perhaps it did not because for all I loved him, for all I wanted things which could never be mine, I often forgot to be discontented for days, even weeks, at a time. Crumbs from Sherlock Holmes were, I felt, a feast from anyone else. But in the moment I was unspeakably grateful to our friend the captain for saying and meaning what I could not.
On AO3