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Title: Swaying
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Rating: G.
Universe: Elementary.
Characters: Joan Watson, Sherlock Holmes.
Summary: Joan dreams of a swaying boat.

Word Count: 221(B).

Messing About In Boats: Include a water-based method of travel in today's offering.

Joan remembered dreaming of a boat. She was sitting at the center of it, and the boat was swaying, and the waves were made of cloth. Her hair was in her eyes, but her arms were too heavy, she couldn’t lift them, couldn’t do anything but sit there at the center of the boat and sway.

Someone was hurt – screaming, pleading – and she couldn’t lift her arms, she could only sit, and someone was actually dying, she knew it but she couldn’t do anything, she was swaying, waves made of cloth, oh God, no, someone was going to die. All her knowledge and she couldn’t save them… save him; Sherlock, it was Sherlock, and she could do nothing but…

Joan remembered waking up. She remembered sitting in bed and staring out the window at the rainy New York sky, grey and full of clouds that looked so much like those waves, waves made of cloth.

Joan remembered thinking that there was nothing in the world she feared more than losing Sherlock. Not being able to save him – and losing him.

During the case, when he asked her why she was frowning at the boat, she shrugged. But she knew that the waves would bring back feelings of unease. When he looked away she promised herself that she would never lose him.
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