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Wreck This Journal, Sherlock Style! Chapter 5Chapter 5Wreck This Journal, Sherlock Style! Chapter 5 by LaMoonstar
When John arrived home and opened the door to 221B, there was an eerie silence in the flat. John wondered if Sherlock had finally gotten a case, but then dismissed it because he would always be informed if there was one. His eyes drifted to the floor and his heart stuttered. Blood. There was blood on the floor. John followed the trail with his eyes and saw Sherlock slumped in his chair, with blood dripping on his fingers.
"Sherlock!" John shouted, and rushed over to his friend and instantly was looking him over to see if there was any other injuries. After a moment, John sighed in exasperation when he saw the detective's eyes pop open and a slight smile tugged at his lips.
"Why hello, John."
"Sherlock, you bloody bastard!" John threw his hands up and stepped back, "Tell me that's not real blood you dripped all over the floor!"
"Nope." The detective answered simply with a shrug of his shoulders.
"No as in is it's not blood? Or no as in that's not your blood?"
Sherlock's Wreck This Journal Chapter 4John was at the surgery when he got a phone call around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. He sighed and wondered if it was Sherlock trying to bother him during work again.Sherlock's Wreck This Journal Chapter 4 by LaMoonstar
"Hello? Sherlock, if you're trying to get me home early to do the shopping-"
"Hello, John, it's Greg." Lestrade's voice came over the line.
John put his hand on his head, "What's he's done this time?" John asked like a parent getting a phone call from a headmaster.
"You know that journal you gave him? Well he threw it off the Shard."
"Oh God," John muttered, "I'll be there in half an hour."
Greg Lestrade met John at the holding cells at New Scotland Yard. The DI handed the journal back to him while trying to keep a straight face.
"You know who this happened to hit when Sherlock threw it off the top floor?" When John shook his head, Lestrade continued, "Peter McCart."
John gaped for a moment, "The Secretary of State for Scotland? Christ, Sherlock!"
"Luckily, he didn't press any charges because he thought it was funny. Even