Sherlock could feel the moment his stomach dropped. An...'incident'? It obviously had to be serious enough that he had to be notified.
A million scenarios ran through his mind, each one worse than the last. he could feel his breathing getting quick and shallow, and he realized after a moment that he hadn't said anything to her.
"I'll be right there." He hung up the phone before she could answer.
With lightening efficiency, he grabbed his coat and scarf as was down the steps and out the front door before he even had them both on.
He grabbed the first cab and yelled "St. Barts, 50 quid if you get me there in less than 15 minutes." It was a normally a 21 minute ride in this traffic, but he had to be there, NOW.
14 minutes later, the cab pulled up, and Sherlock threw plenty enough for the fare and the extra 50 quid. He stormed into the A&E, almost colliding with the front desk in his haste.
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Date: 2019-01-08 06:00 pm (UTC)A million scenarios ran through his mind, each one worse than the last. he could feel his breathing getting quick and shallow, and he realized after a moment that he hadn't said anything to her.
"I'll be right there." He hung up the phone before she could answer.
With lightening efficiency, he grabbed his coat and scarf as was down the steps and out the front door before he even had them both on.
He grabbed the first cab and yelled "St. Barts, 50 quid if you get me there in less than 15 minutes." It was a normally a 21 minute ride in this traffic, but he had to be there, NOW.
14 minutes later, the cab pulled up, and Sherlock threw plenty enough for the fare and the extra 50 quid. He stormed into the A&E, almost colliding with the front desk in his haste.
"John Watson." He yelled. "I need to see him."