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Fill Without a Clever Name P1 anonymous December 22 2010, 15:34:39 UTC
Detective Inspector Gregory Lestrade had seen and done many things in his time in Scotland Yard. He had thwarted countless murders, found numerous kidnapped citizens, dead and alive, and had jailed an impressive number of criminals. Hell, he had even dealt with rape victims, and that was not a job for an amateur. Every victim’s face was seared into his mind; their finger-shaped bruises, their betrayed, untrusting eyes ( ... )

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Fill Without a Clever Name P2 anonymous December 22 2010, 15:41:01 UTC
Donovan smiled and moved closer, allowing Lestrade to hold onto her arms for support as he lifted himself painfully from the chair. He threw his arm around Donavan’s shoulders and allowed her to guide him to the street to hail a cab, every step causing his ribs to ache and a sharp pain to stab through his injured hip. He was breathing heavily by the time he was seated in a cab, but threw Sally a forced smile through the window when saw the concern in her face ( ... )

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Fill Without a Clever Name P3 anonymous December 22 2010, 15:46:18 UTC
“Lie down,” John ordered, and Lestrade obediently settled onto his back, wincing at the twinge sent through his hip, “what happened, you look like you were hit by a car ( ... )

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Fill Without a Clever Name P4 anonymous December 22 2010, 15:51:26 UTC
“Really?” Lestrade asked, genuinely surprised. No one ever bested Sherlock in an argument, except for his strange older brother, Mycroft, who seemed to run circles around everybody, “Well you’ll have to give me a few pointers then, I would love to take him down a peg or…AHH ( ... )

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Fill Without a Clever Name P5 anonymous December 22 2010, 15:59:15 UTC
“Well, I can’t see any more injuries, do you hurt anywhere else?” John asked ( ... )

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Fill Without a Clever Name Ending P6 anonymous December 22 2010, 16:06:38 UTC
The two men sat for a few seconds in a silence that was half companionable and half awkward.

“Well that’s it then,” John said quickly, hopping up from the couch and handing Lestrade his discarded clothes, “I’ll go get you some ibuprofen, and then you’ll be good to go. Just make sure you set up an appointment for x-rays tomorrow.”

“Will do.” Lestrade answered, and John nodded before heading upstairs for the pills and to quickly deal with his…problem.

When he returned to the top of the staircase he saw Lestrade leaning against the front door, fully dressed and erection (thankfully) gone. He looked, to John’s pleasure, as if he was in a lot less pain than when he was first standing there only an hour or so ago.

“Right, well, here are the pain pills, take no more than four a day and make sure you relax.” John said, holding out the small orange bottle which Lestrade took and shoved into his coat pocket, “You shouldn’t be running around London for quite a while, so make sure your men know that and I’ll try to make sure Sherlock ( ... )

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Re: Fill Without a Clever Name Ending P6 calidreamin08 December 28 2010, 08:32:41 UTC
lovely!

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Re: Fill Without a Clever Name Ending P6 bwblack December 29 2010, 03:58:52 UTC
I like that Lestrade is all, "eh... hospitals." I buy that he would totally pop over to the good doctor for medical help. Nice to see them both appreciating that Sherlock is both brilliant and reckless and it's hard on the people around them.

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Re: Fill Without a Clever Name Ending P6 morganstuart April 8 2011, 21:46:35 UTC
I love this!

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