Volunteers (Sherlock)
Jan. 4th, 2012 01:27 pmTitle: Volunteers
Author: Morgan Stuart
Fandom: Sherlock
Disclaimer: This universe does not belong to me; I'm just an appreciative visitor. I make no profit from this fan work.
Description: After an awkward Christmas party follows a lonely New Year's Eve.
Historian's Note: This takes place during events in depicted in the second-series Sherlock episode "A Scandal in Belgravia."
Author's Note: This is a 221b ficlet: 221 words, with the last word beginning with a "b."
Warnings (Highlight to Read): Spoilers for "A Scandal in Belgravia"!
Molly glanced up from the corpse. "Oh! Didn't expect to see you here on New Year's Eve."
With a shrug, Lestrade said, "Volunteered. Others had somewhere to be…"
"And someone to be with" went unspoken.
She glanced toward his ring finger, but he'd shoved his hand deeply into his pocket, as a wounded animal curls around the source of its pain.
He passed her new paperwork. "Sorry you're stuck here."
"No, it's fine, really. I volunteered, too. Had enough of the holidays."
A kind, sympathetic smile crossed his face, gentling its lines, but failing to reach his eyes.
"She's an idiot," she blurted, then clapped her hand to her mouth.
For a moment he appeared puzzled. Then he slumped, shaking his head.
"Sorry," she offered. "But when Sherlock makes an announcement, it's hard to… unhear."
"I know." Lestrade studied his shoes. "And thanks. But if I'd been there when she needed me, not at work, maybe she wouldn't have looked elsewhere."
"Don’t.”
If you weren't so dedicated, Molly thought, you wouldn't be you.
"She is an idiot.” Unrepentant this time.
He coloured. Cleared his throat. "Well, for the record, so's Sherlock."
She grimaced, then grinned.
Softly, "You deserve a happy new year, Molly."
"So do you."
She crossed her fingers. He returned the gesture, then let himself out with a bow.
THE END
Vital Stats: Originally written in January 2012.
Originally written for this prompt at the "Laud Lestrade Fest" at
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Author: Morgan Stuart
Fandom: Sherlock
Disclaimer: This universe does not belong to me; I'm just an appreciative visitor. I make no profit from this fan work.
Description: After an awkward Christmas party follows a lonely New Year's Eve.
Historian's Note: This takes place during events in depicted in the second-series Sherlock episode "A Scandal in Belgravia."
Author's Note: This is a 221b ficlet: 221 words, with the last word beginning with a "b."
Warnings (Highlight to Read): Spoilers for "A Scandal in Belgravia"!
Molly glanced up from the corpse. "Oh! Didn't expect to see you here on New Year's Eve."
With a shrug, Lestrade said, "Volunteered. Others had somewhere to be…"
"And someone to be with" went unspoken.
She glanced toward his ring finger, but he'd shoved his hand deeply into his pocket, as a wounded animal curls around the source of its pain.
He passed her new paperwork. "Sorry you're stuck here."
"No, it's fine, really. I volunteered, too. Had enough of the holidays."
A kind, sympathetic smile crossed his face, gentling its lines, but failing to reach his eyes.
"She's an idiot," she blurted, then clapped her hand to her mouth.
For a moment he appeared puzzled. Then he slumped, shaking his head.
"Sorry," she offered. "But when Sherlock makes an announcement, it's hard to… unhear."
"I know." Lestrade studied his shoes. "And thanks. But if I'd been there when she needed me, not at work, maybe she wouldn't have looked elsewhere."
"Don’t.”
If you weren't so dedicated, Molly thought, you wouldn't be you.
"She is an idiot.” Unrepentant this time.
He coloured. Cleared his throat. "Well, for the record, so's Sherlock."
She grimaced, then grinned.
Softly, "You deserve a happy new year, Molly."
"So do you."
She crossed her fingers. He returned the gesture, then let himself out with a bow.
THE END
Vital Stats: Originally written in January 2012.
Originally written for this prompt at the "Laud Lestrade Fest" at
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Date: 2012-01-04 07:19 pm (UTC)Waiting for some Lestrade-Molly fic... I know this is not exactly a pairing fic but both of them need some real lovin', very badly, and I hope this is the start! I would root for M/L, but the way Lestrade was checking her out... Let's just give him what he wants! ;)
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Date: 2012-01-04 07:48 pm (UTC)Hmm, second fic of 2012. I truly am so glad you are inspired! *winks*
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Date: 2012-01-04 08:44 pm (UTC)*happy sigh*
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Date: 2012-01-04 08:46 pm (UTC)And I liked the "wounded animal" bit, too.
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Date: 2012-01-04 09:59 pm (UTC)I think they'd be awesome together, either as friends or anything more.
I agree! I really appreciate your reading and commenting. Thanks for your kind words!
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Date: 2012-01-04 10:41 pm (UTC)(And I'm reasonably sure the wounded animal line will be sticking with me for a bit.)
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Date: 2012-01-04 11:19 pm (UTC)And yeah, Lestrade's wife is a fool.
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