Holiday Drabble - 6 Dec 2012
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monkeybardA dead caroler
BBC Sherlock
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Length: 100
Again, thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
methylviolet10b for the prompt!
This drabble picks up where yesterday's left off.
“Thanks for caring,” Donovan managed to snark through the misery of her stuffed sinuses. “Find your own way around. Body’s over there. Obviously,” she added before the freak could beat her to the punch.
He barely arched an eyebrow. More a dismissal than an acknowledgement. For once it didn’t bother her. She was so ill she couldn’t care.
John, as usual, apologised for his friend with a look, handing her a handkerchief.
“Thanks.”
“Who is it?” He tipped his head toward the body, partially hidden by Anderson, Lestrade, and now Sherlock.
She told him all they knew. “Dead carol singer.”
BBC Sherlock
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Length: 100
Again, thanks to
methylviolet10b for the prompt!This drabble picks up where yesterday's left off.
“Thanks for caring,” Donovan managed to snark through the misery of her stuffed sinuses. “Find your own way around. Body’s over there. Obviously,” she added before the freak could beat her to the punch.
He barely arched an eyebrow. More a dismissal than an acknowledgement. For once it didn’t bother her. She was so ill she couldn’t care.
John, as usual, apologised for his friend with a look, handing her a handkerchief.
“Thanks.”
“Who is it?” He tipped his head toward the body, partially hidden by Anderson, Lestrade, and now Sherlock.
She told him all they knew. “Dead carol singer.”
