The Five Orange pips: Get Set

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Canon Story: The Five Orange pips
Title: Get Set
Author: trillsabells
Rating: PG
A/N: So I wrote a 60 based on a headcanon that I have always had for this story. And then I realised you would actually need to live in my head for it to make sense so I wrote a drabble for context


It was Holmes himself who answered the door, still in his dressing gown even though it was after lunch. With a keen eye he took in my breathless appearance and the bags at my feet.

“Visiting her aunt,” he said, thoughtfully. “Surrey. Two weeks.”

I nodded my ascent.

Stepping aside, Holmes gestured through the doorway. “We’d better get started then.”


Earlier that day

“I suppose you’ll be staying with Holmes while I’m gone,” my wife said as Henry loaded the last of her luggage into the carriage.

“I thought I might,” I conceded.

“Try not to go on too many adventures,” she said, teasingly. “You always look so tired after a stay with him.”

I neglected to mention that it was never the adventures as much as the two weeks of athletic sex in every room of Baker Street.

“I’ll try to restrain myself,” I said instead. “But you know his effect on me.”

She smiled and kissed my cheek. “Indeed I do.”


A/N 2: Turns out my head canon for Watson and his wife is rather kinky…

Five Orange Pips: Triptych

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Canon Story: The Five Orange Pips
Title: Triptych
Author: azriona
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Author's Notes: The theory about the Baring-Gould chronology, if I understand correctly, is that Watson was deliberately skewering with the timelines in an effort to mask that fact that he was married several times; instead, he wanted the public to think he was married only the once, to Mary Morstan. (Was marrying that many times really so much of an issue in a time when dying in childbirth or of illness was more common? Or maybe Watson was killing off his wives one by one and didn’t want anyone to catch on? Hmm, there’s a plot bunny for you; feel free to run with that, anyone.) Anyway, I was all sorts of grumbly about the out-of-order dates of events, so I wrote this triptych of 60s. I blame spacemutineer, since she’s the one who explained the theory behind the chronology. :)



1.

He changes years, makes false references, all for the sake of my “delicate” nature.

"My wife, my one love," he says. I smile, kiss his brow. He thinks I believe him.

I do not mind his previous marriages. My John loves me now.

But I wonder. When I die, will he forget me as readily as he has forgotten them?


2.

She smiles sadly when I say "wife.” I do not doubt her love; rather she must doubt mine, so freely given in the past.

A little slight of hand, masking of the true order of events, so that she can face the world as my one beloved wife, is not too much, if it brings her a scrap of comfort.


3.

Of course I know why he is lax with his dates, why events are referenced out of order, despite his careful note-taking. She knows, too, lets him play the charade. It does not harm either of them.

My friend is blind to so much, in her, in me, but none so much as what he is blind to within himself.
 

The Five Orange Pips: The Detective's Dilemma

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Canon Story: The Five Orange Pips

Title: The Detective's Dilemma

Author: Mary Sutherland

Rating: PG

In truth, it was not hurt pride that I felt at John Openshaw's murder, but guilt. My remaining in London was essential that wild September night, but I should have sent Dr Watson to accompany Openshaw on his return journey. Had I but done that, I might have saved the young man...or imperilled the life of my truest friend.