Myths and Facts - AU - Locked to seaweed_writes

[ihadabadday]

John Watson was a professor of Archaeology, with a focus in ancient Middle Eastern artifacts and history. He was mild mannered and ordinary. People assumed he was boring, university educated and went home to do whatever it is that ordinary people do when.

But John Watson had a secret. He often carried out interesting archaeological missions (for lack of better descriptors) for the British Government. Things that the government didn't want others to find, to keep secrets safe from the public. Not that the public didn't deserve to know. But there was much that John Watson found that would turn history in its head, which would cause chaos among the population.

But this day, he had finished his classes and was sitting in his office. He was researching something he had been working on his entire career.

The Hanging Gardens of Babylon and thus the other missing Ancient Wonders. The only one that had survived antiquity was the Great Pyramid of Giza. And John suspected that was for a reason. There had been reports of other pyramids being dismantled, of crumbling and collapsing. This pyramid was the height of the pyramid building craze that clutched ancient Egypt for so long.

But that wasn't his focus.

He didn't tell many he was researching the Gardens. Too many other archaeologists had been laughed out of a career for it. No. He wanted to find them, prove their existence before he published anything.

He closed his notebook and tucked it into his messenger bag. It was leather and worn, he had taken it on many of his adventures, and he always kept a gun tucked into it. John left the university ground and hailed a cab. He was off to the British Museum to see the Alexander the Great exhibit that was there. Maybe there was something in the collection that would lead to another clue or breakthrough.

At the museum he was stopped in front of a large stone tablet (a recent discovery) reading the text and translating. It wasn't too busy this day, as it was a Wednesday, but there were still people milling about, talking. And he suspected the Curator, one Sherlock Holmes, was watching or around. Bringing this particular exhibit to the museum had been a feat.

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[seaweed_writes]

To say that Sherlock Holmes had a passion for history, any type of it, would be a gross understatement. He had duel degrees in history and anthropology, and had almost had enough credits to have a degree in Ancient Archeology, but, unfortunately, he had hit a.. rather rough patch in his life and had dropped out of uni a couple of semesters before that happened and gotten into drugs.
He had cleaned up his life, and it was with the help of the Director of the British Museum, one Gregory Lestrade. Sherlock was still not sure how specifically Lestrade knew his brother, Mycroft, but Mycroft had somehow convinced the man to give Sherlock a chance all those years ago.
And now, here he was, almost 10 years later, and a curator of the largest section of the Museum, Ancient Greece and Rome. Though recently, he had started to become rather obsessed with the Middle Eastern exhibits, especially the ones about Assyria.
Though the Museum already had the original Rosetta Stone, another large stone tablet had been discovered and donated recently. He knew quite a few languages, but sadly Ancient Assyrian was not one of them. Thankfully, there was already a team of people working on it behind the scenes, which meant it could stay out on display while their research continued.
He wandered over towards the stone, not surprised when he saw Professor John Watson looking at the recent acquisition, and silently mouthing something. It was apparent that he was translating it as well.
John was a fairly common sight here at the museum, though they rarely spoke more than pleasantries to each other.
Sherlock walked over to him, and looked at the stone, smiling. "That's quite a rare find, isn't it, Professor?" He asked, without taking his eyes off the stone.