A BBC Sherlock fragment
I was going through my abandoned WIPs folder, and I found this.
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“He was…big.” The woman sniffles. Her handkerchief is permanently pressed over her nose. “A…a lot of facial hair.”
“A beard? What colour?” Sherlock makes a ‘get on with it’ gesture with his hand. John kicks his ankle.
She nods jerkily. “Big and bushy. And black. A really striking black.”
Sherlock sits back, eyes narrow with satisfaction. John nods decisively. “Thank you. We’ll take your case.” He leans forward to put a hand on hers. “If anyone can find your sister, it’s Sherlock.”
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“Bluebeard, John!” Sherlock does a pirouette once the woman leaves. “At last!”
John clears the tea cups, Sherlock’s ebullience putting a smile on his face. “Yeah, yeah, I know you’ve wanted his hide ever since Germany.”
“Hmmmm.” It was as much a dissatisfied growl as a hum. I had expected Prince Charming to be able to deal with the adulterous little ogre, but…”
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