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vocab_drabblesTitle: Synecdoche
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (ACD)
Length: 200
Notes: 2 connected drabbles. #1 is during the Hiatus and #2 is during the Sussex Retirement era. Also this features my own little head canon AU that Lestrade collects objects from crime scenes over the years and opens a little 'museum of crime' in retirement.
Rating: Gen
Summary: An address is more than an address.
Lestrade turned on a street more familiar to him than his own.
Baker Street.
Wasn’t it just last week he saw something and announced aloud, ‘I need to consult Baker Street’?
Then he blushed and stammered like a schoolboy.
Of course, the street itself would tell him nothing. Cobbles and storefronts and doors. What he meant was he would need to consult the detective who lived at 221B Baker Street.
But now?
Now Baker Street was just Baker Street.
A certain melancholy settled in Lestrade’s chest, and his feet turned him in the opposite direction.
He’d take the long route.
---
“What started out as a simple puzzle to keep our wits sharp in our dotage has turned into something much more complicated, Holmes.”
“And much more interesting, Watson. But I agree.”
“We need Scotland Yard.”
“The days when we knew the occupants of that esteemed address are behind us, but…”
Our eyes met, and we spoke in unison.
“Lestrade.”
I smiled. “Do you think he will come?”
“I think he will jump at the opportunity to hang the ‘closed’ sign on his illustrious museum of historical crime paraphernalia and sink his false teeth into a puzzle such as this one.”
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (ACD)
Length: 200
Notes: 2 connected drabbles. #1 is during the Hiatus and #2 is during the Sussex Retirement era. Also this features my own little head canon AU that Lestrade collects objects from crime scenes over the years and opens a little 'museum of crime' in retirement.
Rating: Gen
Summary: An address is more than an address.
Lestrade turned on a street more familiar to him than his own.
Baker Street.
Wasn’t it just last week he saw something and announced aloud, ‘I need to consult Baker Street’?
Then he blushed and stammered like a schoolboy.
Of course, the street itself would tell him nothing. Cobbles and storefronts and doors. What he meant was he would need to consult the detective who lived at 221B Baker Street.
But now?
Now Baker Street was just Baker Street.
A certain melancholy settled in Lestrade’s chest, and his feet turned him in the opposite direction.
He’d take the long route.
---
“What started out as a simple puzzle to keep our wits sharp in our dotage has turned into something much more complicated, Holmes.”
“And much more interesting, Watson. But I agree.”
“We need Scotland Yard.”
“The days when we knew the occupants of that esteemed address are behind us, but…”
Our eyes met, and we spoke in unison.
“Lestrade.”
I smiled. “Do you think he will come?”
“I think he will jump at the opportunity to hang the ‘closed’ sign on his illustrious museum of historical crime paraphernalia and sink his false teeth into a puzzle such as this one.”
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