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18 April 2011 @ 11:37 pm
FIC: So Far From Normal (BBC Sherlock)  
Title: So Far From Normal
Author: WinterofourDiscontent
Beta/Britpicker: LaReineNoire
Characters/Pairings: John, Sara, could read in John/Sara or pre-slash John/Sherlock or it could just be gen. Really.
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 506
Warnings:: none
Disclaimer: not mine, no money
Summary: John forgets, sometimes, that normal people don’t live like he does.
A/N: First fic in years, first Sherlock fic ever. Thank you for reading, comments appreciated!

He forgets, sometimes, that normal people don’t live like he does.

He’s gone to grab a beer out of Sara’s fridge, and not only is it not behind-and-to-the-left-of-the-jar-with-the-fingers-below-the-margarine-tub-he’s-afraid-to-open, but everything in the fridge is food. The egg compartment on the side even has eggs in it. Chicken eggs.

It feels wrong, in a niggling-back-of-the-brain way. He turns, beer in hand, and decides to deal with his sudden tension by jokingly saying something like ‘Ah, well, I suppose with the practice you don’t have to keep body parts in the flat.’ He’s as far as the ‘suppose’ before he trails off, suddenly aware that that would be the wrong thing to say, though not why it would be. Not good? Bit not good.

And since when has the voice in his head sounded like Sherlock?

Christ, who has to be reminded that most people don’t keep cadavers in the crisper? You insisted on the crisper since neither of us buys vegetables but you still like a spot of bacon so the meat drawer is now off limits... He tells the Head-Sherlock to shut up, that is not the point, and is far too pleased when it does so.

God, he’s so far from normal he’d need a passport to get there now.

“John?” Sara says, and he snaps his head up. “I... sorry, long day,” he mutters, and gives her a rueful half smile that she hopefully won’t recognise as false, because it’s bad enough that he’s gone crackers without everyone around him needing to know.

“I know,” she responds with a hint of I’m-a-doctor-what-are-your-symptoms, “I was there for it.”

And he knows it’s a stupid excuse, because she was there. And he knows she’ll know he came in tired, and she’ll suspect (correctly) that it’s not the four hour shift that’s exhausted him but the murder case manslaughter, John, they’re legally distinct if not always morally distinguishable that kept him up the night before.

He wants to apologise, but beyond “Sorry I’m apparently crap at being normal” isn’t sure what an appropriate apology would be. He settles for smiling at her again, more genuine this time, because she is nice boring shut up nicer than he deserves, to put up with him, and dear God he hopes she doesn’t view him as a project, because he had a girlfriend who did that at uni and it ended horribly for both of them, lots of tears on her part and awkwardness on his.

And so they sit companionably on her sofa and watch a movie, because even if it feels a bit like playacting which you’re rubbish at well we can’t all be sociopaths he’s going to try and keep some ties, and maybe if he can’t be normal anymore he can at least serve as the ambassador from Sherlock-land to the foreign nation of everyday London.

Maybe someday they'll put his face on the fiver.


Now with a companion piece from Sherlock's perspective!  (Still Not Normal)
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ginbitchginbitch on April 19th, 2011 08:26 am (UTC)
Gorgeous tight writing! Your sense of voice works brilliantly - I love the qualification of "chicken eggs" and his awareness that his inner voice is starting to sound like Sherlock.

Beautifully done.

karadin on April 19th, 2011 11:56 am (UTC)
he can at least serve as the ambassador from Sherlock-land

brilliant, thanks!
rabidsamfan: bbc johnrabidsamfan on April 19th, 2011 12:27 pm (UTC)
Oh, my. Poor John. What a wonderful glimpse inside his head.
tomoewantsdollstomoewantsdolls on April 19th, 2011 12:41 pm (UTC)
this put a smile on my face ^_^
lawless: sherlock: johnlawless523 on April 19th, 2011 01:14 pm (UTC)
Sharp, funny, and insightful, especially:

God, he’s so far from normal he’d need a passport to get there now.

Living with Sherlock is a life-changing and disorienting proposition.
La Reine Noire: Austen - Venting Spleenlareinenoire on April 19th, 2011 03:04 pm (UTC)
You know I love your internal narration -- the melding of John's voice with Sherlock's, the fact that they're arguing inside his head, all brilliant. And you've got both of their voices down pat.
Ariane DeVere: Sherlock - poolside smilearianedevere on April 19th, 2011 03:17 pm (UTC)
This is terrific! I love the inner voices!
argyle4eva: cuddly_watsonargyle4eva on April 19th, 2011 03:26 pm (UTC)
Great, tight little snippet showing John caught between two completely incompatible worldviews. Loved the passport line -- classic John-snark.
madder_badder: john_wmadder_badder on April 19th, 2011 06:39 pm (UTC)

Maybe someday they'll put his face on the fiver.

It's the very least he deserves. :)

Thanks for posting!
Ascendant Angelascendant_angel on April 19th, 2011 08:09 pm (UTC)
"he’s so far from normal he’d need a passport to get there now"

This lines is wonderful, I must remember it for future use maybe against my sister :D
rachelindeed: John Watsonrachelindeed on April 20th, 2011 02:52 am (UTC)
I love the voice of this fic! Wonderful turns of phrase :) Great job.
Mbookletting on April 28th, 2011 01:47 am (UTC)
Ha! Loved this - especially the snarky Sherlock voice in John's head.
r34dinglight: john twitterpated in cabr34dinglight on May 21st, 2011 03:15 am (UTC)
kudos on both the first fic in years/first sherlock fic breakthrough! great stuff you brought forward here; with voice IC and details spot on! now to head off to read your follow up! :)