Fandom: Hawaii Five-0
Word Count: 156
The moment he stepped into the room his hair stood on end and his stomach began to flip. Everything in here screamed "Get out" to him. His gaze swept over the chairs in the left corner of the room. The table with magazines scattered across it. Cosmopolitan, GQ, Life, US Weekly and others. Everything was perfectly arranged to lull people into a false sense of security. To make you feel comfortable and relaxed. All it did to him was sending a spike of fear down his spine. Fear! He hated this feeling. And Danny wasn't helping standing next to him grinning like he swallowed a clown. In the distant he could hear the faint sound of drilling. Damn.
He stepped further into the room. Behind a counter a woman looked up at him smiling while she greeted him " Hello Commander McGarrett you can go right in. The dentist will be there for you in a minute."
Fandom: Law & Order UK
Word Count: 124
The moment he saw the car pull up he knew. When the window rolled down and the gun was pointed in their direction. All he could think about was Alesha. God, no Alesha. He pushed Kaden out of the way and tried to reach her screaming out to get down. Fear clawing at his heart. This could not be happening. He hadn't told her. There was so much he wanted to say. Everything happens so fast one moment he is moving towards her. The next he is lying on the ground. Why is he lying down? He has to get to her. Protect her. But he can't see her. All there is is fear. "God please," he thought "don't let anything happen to her."
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Word Count: 147
Sometimes John Watson wondered what it would be like to be Sherlock Holmes for just one day. Especially after a day like today. They both nearly died. And while John wasn't afraid of dying he did feel fear. Looking at Sherlock now, playing the violin only about an hour later, like nothing had happened all day he just couldn't restrain himself. "Sherlock" he asked "is there something you're afraid of?" Not even bothering to look at John or even faltering in his play Sherlock being Sherlock answered his question with another question "Define fear" he said. " Do you mean a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil or pain weather real or unreal or do you mean something like concern or anxiety or reverential awe like the fear of god which…"
"You know what" John interrupted him "Forget I even asked. I'm going to bed. I'm wiped."