I feel that I should share this again.
Especially considering recent events of sadness and angst due to Reichenbach.
(Source: inthetardiswithmartincrieff221b)
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I feel that I should share this again.
Especially considering recent events of sadness and angst due to Reichenbach.
(Source: inthetardiswithmartincrieff221b)
“It’s now, Sherlock,” The Doctor said gravely. “I have to take Hamish with me today.”
“What?” exclaimed John. “What do you mean, you’re taking Hamish with you? Who the HELL do you think you are?”
“John,” Sherlock cautioned.
The Doctor’s tone grew serious, borderline frantic: “Look. You were an Army medic. You know what it means to see someone in danger. Someone you COULD save, if you just had the right equipment… or enough time. Well, listen to me. I have BOTH!”
“Dad, please,” Hamish interjected; “Don’t be scared. It won’t even be that long for you. You’ll probably see me again in a week.”
John looked from his son to The Doctor and then to Sherlock. Sherlock’s face was expressionless except for the determined set of his jaw. That meant he knew something he wasn’t going to share with the present company. But which of them was he hiding it from? And how bad was the news going to be when he broke it?
The Doctor took a step closer and put a hand on John’s shoulder.
“Please,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Please let me do this one thing. Please. Let me save him.”
John’s hands are steady as they curl into tight fists. ”Who is it then? Who the hell is so important that our son has to risk his own neck to save him?”
Sherlock swivels his gaze to his husband, his eyes wide with alarm. He has never, not in their twenty years of marriage, heard John’s voice sound so dangerous.
Hamish swallows, his throat tight with emotion. ”Dad…”
“Who is it then?” John repeats in a deadly whisper.
The Doctor steps forward, steadily meets the army doctor’s gaze, and answers:
“The Once And Future King.”
—
(And suddenly this becomes a Sherlock, Doctor Who AND Merlin crossover)
NEW HEAD!CANON
«This gif is a literal representation of what my face looks like right now.
(I’ve saved that cat gif under “Aley” in my folder. I hope you’re not creeped out.)
QUALITY CROSSOVER OF EPICNESS. (But Hamish/Merlin is gonna come back like 5-6 years older…)

(via 221tea)