The Bar of Gold

[rabidsamfan]

It near stopped my heart to see Watson in that opium den, and I did not breathe again until I heard him say that he came only in search of a friend. Better a mission of mercy than a fresh descent into the coils of poppy! But I decided almost at once that it would be less than fair to send him back to his wife with the sickly-sweet smoke still in his hair and the temptation lying ready in his surgery. Accordingly, I let him know of my presence, and arranged that he should spend the night in my company. This he did, thank God, and I believe that the long drive to Kent cleared much of the taint from both our lungs. His nightmares were mild, and easily settled with a touch on the shoulder and a quiet word.

Would that mine would be so quick to fade!

Comments

[surgicalsteel.livejournal.com]

Oh, this fits so perfectly with your 'A Decided Genius.' Just wonderful.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Yes, I've got a few ideas about how to expand on that timeline...

[mariole.livejournal.com]

Great again!

I'm going to be off the internet for at least a week-- trying to get new service today, they're cutting me off tomorrow! So Holmes' story will have to wait. I'll catch up when I can! Cheers.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

We'll see you when we see you then. Good luck with internet withdrawal!

[pebbles66.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you're posting these here. You are so talented at this! Short and sweet, and to the point, but always so much meaning.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I like doing short fics.

[dreamflower]

Oh, I could just imagine his reaction, after "A Decided Genius", to see Watson in a setting like that--near stopped his heart, indeed!

[persephone-kore.livejournal.com]

Aww. Yes, that would be alarming in that context. Good breezing.