Awkward Sherlock Part Three

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A/N: QOTD IS AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER. So this chapter is the continuation of the scenes Etta and Benedict are acting in for an episode of 'Sherlock', which are all completely fictional.

No, instead she ended up staying in Henry's London home after her doctor at the hospital said she needed constant care while her leg was healing. Just her luck. Away from Baker Street, Etta was not amused. She missed her home, her own bed- or at least Sherlock's bed- which she had slept in every night since the fall. Etta felt like a caged animal, pacing, well, more hobbling around her room.

"Hello?" Henry knocked on the door. "Etta, can I come in?"

Opening the door, she tried her best to smile at her helpful host, he was honestly trying his best to make her feel welcome. "What's up?"

"You've got a visitor downstairs." there was a mischievous twinkle in his eye, which made Etta's heart flutter. Could it really be?

With some help, Etta precariously made her way to the living room. Before she stepped into the room, she held her breathe, hoping it was the man who had stolen her heart. Walking through the open doorway, Etta's eyes widened at the sight of the figure standing by the fire place. "You..." she tried to move towards them, arms open, waiting for a hug, tears falling from her surprised eyes. Etta took in the brown brogues, dark blue jeans, signature cable knit jumper and checked shirt. The she noticed the moustache. "What. Is That?!" she giggled, embracing her old friend.

"Hello to you too." it was not Sherlock but the next best thing, John Watson. "Let's sit down, your leg must be hurting you. How about some tea, Henry? We've a lot to talk about."

A/N: QUESTION OF THE DAY: WHAT MADE YOU START READING/WRITING FANFICTION?

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