I'd really like to see a kind of Hurt Locker AU (except set in Afghanistan) where Sherlock diffuses bombs and solves military problems and John is the doctor who tags along to patch him up when things inevitably explode. Bonus points for plot! Any pairing is fine. I just really want to see Sherlock working on diffusing a bomb.
One morning Sherlock doesn't show up. John stands there, feeling like an idiot for a few minutes before getting his breakfast. Sherlock hadn't mentioned anything about heading out early yesterday as they watched Doctor Who (they're at Eccleston's Doctor again, sometimes Sherlock watches, sometimes he reads). John joins two of his colleagues, who looks surprised at his presence, but don't comment. John realises he's stopped saying yes to evenings with his co-workers quite soon after he and Sherlock began their Who-evenings
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John hasn't slept properly since yesterday. There was a call over the radio: ”Sierra Tango Five, Sierra Tango Five” and John had answered, had run to the hospital and when he'd seen the two men on their trolleys it was like walking through cold water. He ran by Sherlock's side as he was taken into surgery and grabbed his hand, just for a second. He wanted to tell him it'll be alright, that they'll fix him. But he knew he couldn't promise that, because it looked that bad, and Sherlock would know a lie. So he became the soldier, the doctor, began preparing for surgery. He didn't do the surgery on Sherlock, and he was thankful for it. Instead he got assigned to Sgt. Thomas Lestrade, the team leader, and he stopped every emotional reaction and just worked. Stamford had taken care of Sherlock, John knows he's a magnificent doctor. But afterwards, when he would usually crash on his bed after what is actually a double-shift, he didn't. He went to Sherlock's room, fell asleep in the chair, worked for 10 hours and went back. When Sherlock sees
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Sherlock thinks about how to react, but he can't come up with a probable one. He knows he should be sad, because he and Anderson worked so close for all these months. But he and Anderson never got along, it was just Lestrade's angry face that kept them from ending up in fist fights even out in the field (they did end up in fights while on camp quite a lot though). Sherlock's never been good with emotions and he knows that if he wasn't so damn good at these bombs (of course he's good, everyone else is just stupid) he'd been sent home to mother England already (if ever sent away at all). He can definitely feel a certain sadness about Anderson; it's always a waste when some one at least decent on their job gets killed, but he's not really that sad. Mostly annoyed that he'll have to ”get to know” someone else (he never gets to know someone anyway, they just learn to stay out of his way
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It must be hours later when Sarah wakes him. He probably looks like hell, having fallen asleep on his table, and his neck hurts. She says something about him going to bed, that these last days has been hard on them all and he smiles and says that yes, he'll get to bed. It's early morning and she's here to take the day shift. He yawns, grabs a new cup of coffee, spills on his uniform (annoying, but he can't be bothered) and is on his way back when he decides to check on Lestrade first. The man's asleep. He's just as battered and bruised as Sherlock, but it doesn't sting in John's eyes as much. Lestrade looks like a man who can take things being thrown his way, whereas Sherlock looks like a man who should just sit and read books all day (like he used to when John first met him). He looks at the chart, sips his coffee, before hanging it back. It looks alright, Lestrade will heal properly. John sees the flowers, the ”get well soon”-cards and the stupid watch (shaped like a mosque) that they really shouldn't have in their rooms, but John
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”You'll be sent home soon.” John is seated next to Sherlock's feet and he's been fretting over something ever since he entered, half an hour ago. He's told him about how he was just harassed by an angry Sergeant Donovan, staff assistant at G2, who'd said Sherlock really did deserve the nick-name ”Crazy”. Sherlock tells him she and Anderson have been on and off for quite sometime now, to which the good doctor exclaimed ”But he was married,” and Sherlock just raised an eyebrow. It's after they've been silent for a moment that John can't keep it to himself any more
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And something snaps inside of Sherlock. There is a pain in the heart he's been told he doesn't have and he knows he let's out a whimper, but he isn't sure what's real and what's not because suddenly he's back in that vehicle on that beige road, he hears the explosion and he sees the chaos and Anderson's dead body and he's carried out by someone from close protection who's made it to their vehicle. There's yelling and screaming but there is also blackness and voids. And why couldn't he see this coming? Why didn't he detect anything out of the ordinary? And he's somewhere on the ground and there's firing and people yelling at him to stay awake and there's a medic and he's hurting and it's hours later and he's been moved several times and finally the helicopter comes but it's evening now and there's morphine. But he still hears the screams and see Andersson's dead eyes and then there is a bright light and there is a hand on his and there is John and there's Doctor Who and there's giggles but it's still confusing and everything hurts and
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Author's notekejsarinnaMarch 24 2011, 20:45:38 UTC
And yep, that's it. Woah, I haven't written fics in years, this was fun :) I decided to not put John ”out in the field” because for me it didn't make sense. Yes, he might for some operations join the team, but mostly that would be a medic's job. It would be for a larger operation then, where a lot of groups and people are involved. Then it would make sense to have a forward surgical team joining. Researching EOD-teams was definitely difficult as for security reason they don't put out that much information on what they're doing.
I've based Camp Bastion upon my experience of military camps, but I have never visited Bastion. I don't know too much about the British Armed Forces either, but I tried to use what I know of the military and it's ways and make it plausible.
I have no idea about the plastic flowers but the mosque-clocks I would guess could be a fun joke for the EOD-team; they are very often mentioned as things you can easily use to make bombs.
Re: Author's noteningen_demonaiMarch 24 2011, 23:27:47 UTC
Hot damn, I haven't watched the movie before and know fuckall about military camps, but this was a genuinely amazing fic to read. Thank you so much for writing it!
THIS WAS SO PHENOMENAL!! Thank you so much! I absolutely adored it, and I'm so glad you've returned to writing fics! (Please do continue because you are such an amazing writer!)
I will come back with a more coherent review once I've had the chance to re-read!
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I've based Camp Bastion upon my experience of military camps, but I have never visited Bastion. I don't know too much about the British Armed Forces either, but I tried to use what I know of the military and it's ways and make it plausible.
I have no idea about the plastic flowers but the mosque-clocks I would guess could be a fun joke for the EOD-team; they are very often mentioned as things you can easily use to make bombs.
Hope you enjoyed ;)
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THIS WAS SO PHENOMENAL!! Thank you so much! I absolutely adored it, and I'm so glad you've returned to writing fics! (Please do continue because you are such an amazing writer!)
I will come back with a more coherent review once I've had the chance to re-read!
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