Fic Rec: The Trapping of Birdy Edwards
Aug. 21st, 2016 09:02 pmTitle:The Trapping of Birdy Edwards
Author: Jolie_Black
Pairing: Sherlock/Molly
Length: approx. 21,800 words
Rating: teen and up
Warnings: none
< Author's summary: MOLLY: Sherlock Holmes, if you think that you can drag me through the nightclubs of this city as bait, just on the off chance that there’s some lunatic out there who deliberately targets young women below five foot four because he gets a kick out of them dying from ecstasy overdoses or something, you’re very much mistaken.
SHERLOCK: How did you manage to get all of that out in a single breath?
MOLLY: Learning by imitation, I suppose.
SHERLOCK: Would you come if I found a better pretext?
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When a quiet night of research at St. Bart's turns out to be the mere prelude to a kidnapping nightmare, Sherlock makes himself useful in an unexpected way, and Molly almost finds herself wishing that he hadn't. Almost.
Reccer's comments: A post S3 script fic that immediately drags you in and grabs you by the guts; so atmospheric are the stage directions and the dialogue is just top-notch. While reading the fic unfolds before one’s eyes like yet another ep, and a tightly-plotted, convoluted, utterly convincing one at that.
I realise a lot of people don’t like reading script fics, but really, in foregoing this one you’re deliberately missing out on something extremely good and satisfactory.
Author: Jolie_Black
Pairing: Sherlock/Molly
Length: approx. 21,800 words
Rating: teen and up
Warnings: none
< Author's summary: MOLLY: Sherlock Holmes, if you think that you can drag me through the nightclubs of this city as bait, just on the off chance that there’s some lunatic out there who deliberately targets young women below five foot four because he gets a kick out of them dying from ecstasy overdoses or something, you’re very much mistaken.
SHERLOCK: How did you manage to get all of that out in a single breath?
MOLLY: Learning by imitation, I suppose.
SHERLOCK: Would you come if I found a better pretext?
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When a quiet night of research at St. Bart's turns out to be the mere prelude to a kidnapping nightmare, Sherlock makes himself useful in an unexpected way, and Molly almost finds herself wishing that he hadn't. Almost.
Reccer's comments: A post S3 script fic that immediately drags you in and grabs you by the guts; so atmospheric are the stage directions and the dialogue is just top-notch. While reading the fic unfolds before one’s eyes like yet another ep, and a tightly-plotted, convoluted, utterly convincing one at that.
I realise a lot of people don’t like reading script fics, but really, in foregoing this one you’re deliberately missing out on something extremely good and satisfactory.