The Dying Detective
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sherlock60Canon Story: The Dying Detective
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Rating: PG
A/N: The last one I need to catch up on. Been putting this one off a bit, because the story just makes me so angry on Watson's behalf.
I stayed hidden behind the Great Detective's bed for far longer than was necessary. I might have emerged from concealment at the moment that Inspector Morton arrived, but I was frozen with disbelief that someone I counted as my closest friend could abuse me in such a cruel way, followed by a burning anger I had to fight to control.
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flawedamythystRating: PG
A/N: The last one I need to catch up on. Been putting this one off a bit, because the story just makes me so angry on Watson's behalf.
I stayed hidden behind the Great Detective's bed for far longer than was necessary. I might have emerged from concealment at the moment that Inspector Morton arrived, but I was frozen with disbelief that someone I counted as my closest friend could abuse me in such a cruel way, followed by a burning anger I had to fight to control.
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Date: 2011-11-28 12:54 pm (UTC)