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Title: the nature of the game
Fandom: Elementary
Rating: G
Characters: Sherlock, Joan
Author's Note: Word Count 403. A holiday interlude for [livejournal.com profile] ciaimpala. Happy New Year's dear!
Disclaimer: The characters belong to CBS, as always.

She’s been studying this file for three days straight, solving a cold case that Sherlock gave her for Christmas. It’s not really like her to forgo food and sleep but somehow, she’s adjusted to irregularities in both of those departments since working with Sherlock. These days, it’s not unusual to find her sitting cross-legged in the living room, casework strewn around her on the floor.

And the case before her is just really intricate. It speaks to her in a way that nothing has since she was in med school, when she would stay up through the night on an o-chem assignment, just like this. No food, no sleep, and she’d be fine.

A tap at her shoulder startles her and she jumps, craning her neck up and pushing her glasses back up her nose. A wild Sherlock has appeared, bearing a tray of – tea?

“Sherlock, what time is it?” she asks as he sets the tray next to her and busies himself next to the fire. “Late enough, Watson,” he says, back turned to her. “I thought you could use some company.”

A pit forms in her stomach and she leans forward, stretching. “With the case?” she asks. They’d talked about this.

“No, indeed,” he replies, and settles next to her, back against the couch. “It’s quite late, however, and if you would like some mental stimulation that does not entail a black widow murderer from the 70s, I thought we might discuss Clyde.”


“Clyde?” she asks, refocusing her mind. “Is anything wrong?”

“I’m sure something is, given the order of the world and its tendencies,” he says, “but your comments about the importance of love and relationships made an impression on me. I’ve been thinking about them and well – what do you think of a Bonnie for Clyde?”

Her eyes light up.

“Sherlock, I think that’s a wonderful idea,” she says, hurriedly shuffling through the paperwork around her. “And, I think I’ve just made a breakthrough in the case.”

“A Bonnie and Clyde?” he muses and she quirks an eyebrow at him. “More like Thelma and Louise,” she says and he smiles. “Tea?” he asks, as the clock chimes three and Joan nods. “Make it a double.” She grins as she finds what she was looking for and Sherlock clinks his cuppa against hers. “Watson,” he says seriously. “I believe the game is afoot.”

In reality, it’s only just starting.


Date: 2014-01-01 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ciaimpala.livejournal.com
This was so perfect!! Put the biggest smile on my face :) thank you so much for this and Happy New Year!

Date: 2014-01-01 02:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ever-neutral.livejournal.com

Date: 2014-01-01 04:02 pm (UTC)
ext_317107: (elementary; joan; a lost cause)
From: [identity profile] stainofmylove.livejournal.com
A tap at her shoulder startles her and she jumps, craning her neck up and pushing her glasses back up her nose. A wild Sherlock has appeared, bearing a tray of – tea?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WONDERFULLLLLLLL. Thank you for making me smile this morning and HAPPY NEW YEARRR!

Date: 2014-01-01 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rosaxx50.livejournal.com
Oh my god this is the absolute cutest.

Doing cases at Christmas! Sherlock bringing Joan tea!

BONNIE AND CLYDE \O/\O/ (I am embarrassingly fond of Clyde for all that he is a turtle.)


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