I just want to mention that this is fanfiction, for anyone who stumbles upon it and thinks I'm stalking Benedict Cumberbatch and staging terrorist attacks. !-)

Sunday, 17 March 2013

The Sherlock Reference

Hey Shannen, Guntas, Rebecca, Eliza,

 I'm sending this as an e-mail because what I have to say is way more than a hundred and forty characters.

WE. ARE. OUT.

 We are at this precise moment in the back of an army truck. We're being trundled along an A road past lots and lots and lots and lots of fields of grass. There're loads of these yellow plants that Jo says are full of caterpillars. Nice.
 Wow, being out. I can't describe how conflicted the period of time feels. It's like, I'm out, and life is normal, but life had become normal in there, so all the time I spent in there felt like my entire life, so I feel like I've had two lives, but one went by faster. Like, alternative dimensions where time travels at different speeds. Wow, I have been spending far too much time with a Whovian for my own good. Not that I had much of a choice about it.
 Anyway, we're both wearing those shock blankets from 'A Study In Pink' and I think we're heading for Glasgow. Could you please meet us there?

 Ben

 Shannen glanced at Rebecca. They were sat in the tent she'd set up only a few hours ago, with Eliza. Oh God, she knew how terrible she must have felt for leaving the forest without her, since she wasn't even fangirling over the fact that she and Rebecca and Guntas and Eliza both just received a group e-mail from Benedict Cumberbatch. Wait, Eliza. She wasn't out. They had the wrong place. The terrorists, they had more than one site. How many hostages did that imply? Maybe they had lost two today, but Shannen was certain that they'd gained one more.
 "Do you think they let her keep her phone?" Shannen asked.
 "They let Benedict keep his."
 "So, she can tweet and e-mail us?"
 "Well, we know they contact by e-mail, so surely they need a router too."
 "Let's try that."

@cupcakelock hey, you theree?
Yes, shypo, I am
ok, ok, so i shypoed. where is there?
a cave, full of hostages. no jo and no ben
we know, didnt u get the email?
hold on
wow yh i just read it
he mentioned Sherlock!!
yes, yes he did!!
can u 2 plz stop fangirling just for one moment?
i'll try
it wont b easy...
ok, i get the point. eliza, we r GOING to get u out.
as long as u help to free every1 else in here
of course! do u think we're as heartless as moffat?!
u r married 2 him. thought it might hav rubbed off a bit :)
haha hang tight SISTA
will do BRO

Hi Ben,

Genuinely can't believe I just typed that. Please tell anyone you can that there are also terrorists at North Berwick. They have Eliza and a bunch of other people. We urgently need help to free them.

Shannen

 "Wow," I turned to Ben, "Are we going?"
 "Duh!"

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