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[devoutish]

[For two long years, Alfie has been adamant that he's never leaving his world again. He accepts visitors to his own occasionally, but he insists on staying put there himself, refusing to make an exception even for the briefest of trips. He doesn't need to go anywhere else. He doesn't want to go anywhere else. He has his entire life right here in Camden Town (London, England, UK, Europe, Earth), and he's perfectly content to have it stay that way.

This lasts until he gets influenza. It's a particularly bad case even by 1920s standards, and he's heading for hospitalization and isolation. Watson convinces him to come do it in the 21st century.

He's admitted for a week to a hospital in London in the year 2015, where he's pumped full of modern medicine that quickly puts him back on the path to wellness. By the time he's discharged, he's still a little unsteady on his feet, but that has more to do with all the time spend lying around in bed than anything else. Finally, he can go home (to nearly the same point that he had left from - he'd made Watson swear up and down that that was how it worked before he agreed to go). But first, Watson had convinced him to spend a day seeing the sights of the city. Alfie hadn't been too hard to convince. He might as well. He was already here.]

I can't get over the sight of the cars.

[They're walking through the hospital lobby now, towards the front doors. Alfie is leaning on his cane.]

I could see them from the window of my room - it's unbelievable, how fast they go.

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[jumpthegun]

[For two long years, John's mostly been away from home, exploring other places. Time has stood still, leaving everything as it was, the little flat he'd moved to after Sherlock. His job is still there, none the wiser for his years-long leave of absence. And that comes in handy when he has to rush his 1920s gangster mate into the ER.

St. Bart's takes him, of course, and John has the opportunity to at least say hello to Molly down in the morgue, ask after her... everything. She seems uncomfortable around him, though, and he can't entirely peg why outside of them never being terribly close. She'd been Sherlock's friend, not his.

But now Alfie's healthy, and it's a chance to show him the city! Even if the other man might be eager to get back, John's set on keeping him long enough to get a sense of where his city comes to almost a century on.]

We can take a cab over to Camden Town, if you'd like, see the markets. Also, you've got a hell of a perspective if traffic around London makes the cars look fast, mate.