Disclaimer I do not own the great mouse detective.

A/N this is my very first Great Mouse Detective story so please be nice.

It takes place when Basil is a child.

Basil lay in his bed quietly staring out his window at the stars. He sighed, his little hands crossed over his tummy which had been giving him quiet a bit of trouble as far back as he could remember. His Mother worried nearly constantly. His siblings loving as they were, had been asked to allow him to rest

and therefore had not been in to visit leaving Basil to feel ill and lonely. Sometimes his older brother Padraic would sneak in when their Mother wasn't watching.

Basil had always felt close to Padraic more so than his other brother Michael who was the eldest child. Basil also had two older sisters Liz and Bella. Bella the eldest sister was a second mother to her younger siblings. She loved to help look after them as often as she could. Basil was the baby of the family which had both an upside and it's down fall. Especially when you were both the youngest and ill quiet a lot. Something he seemed to have picked up from his father, who at the present time was also very ill. Basil worried about his father unsure of what the problem was, he only knew that it was something that caused his father great pain at times and kept him in bed. Another possible reason for the over worrying that the family aimed toward him.

Out of everyone in the family Padraic was the one that was able to comfort Basil the most, his ability to stay calm and relaxed around Basil especially when the smaller mouse was feeling terribly ill he was always happy to see his brother. Bail moaned quietly as he felt the nausea and pain wash over him. He rubbed is tummy gently trying to relax. Suddenly the door creaked open and in walked Padraic. Basil smiled weakly. He tried to throw off the blanket which was adding to his discomfort as the heat was too much. Padraic quickly approached his bed grabbing his hands away from the blanket.

"I'm terrible sorry little one but you need to stay under the cover, the doctor says it will break your fever. I can imagine how awful you feel but we must mind doctor's orders if you want to get well" the larger mouse sat on the edge of the bed. He began to stroke Basil's head lovingly. Something that was always a comfort to Basil,it made him feel safe and loved.

"You seem to be warmer than last I visited, perhaps some of the ice water Mama left you will help. You must not stop drinking, not with a fever especially even if it's the smallest amount at a time, and then keep drinking frequently. Will you take some water?" Basil coughed causing pain in his chest. He moaned. He hated showing his illness. Often Basil tried very hard to hide it. He didn't want to be a burden on his already worried family. "Pad, I don't want it just now, maybe in a little while. I don't feel thirsty." Padraic nodded it was understandable given his stomach trouble.

"Well how're you feeling tonight little one?" he allowed himself to show a touch of concern but tried not to be overly so. Only enough to get Basil to talk about it, ""Sad." Basil said simply looking once more to the outside world. Padraic tilted his head slightly. "why sad little one?"

"I've been in my room for days and it seems longer, Mama doesn't allow anyone in but her and dad you could get in to trouble being with me. I'm tired of being in here Pad, with no one. Don't they love me anymore?" Basil's eyes filled with tears. "Baby brother, I need you to understand that, believe it or not it's because you are loved that you are in here. Mama just wants you to be safe and well. Sh-"

"But our family doesn't wish to harm me, Pad." Basil said trying to understand. " Pad thought for a moment. "Basil what I meant by that was if you were to go against the doctor and Mama was to let you out of your room, you could become sicker possibly need to go to the hospital and stay. We don't want that for you. As for no one being in here, You're ill which means that you need as much rest and sleep as you can possibly get to recover. If everyone came in all hours of the day to visit you wouldn't get much sleep and you know sometimes Michael has a difficult time getting along with others. Sometimes over small things, well there goes your rest. Do you understand, Mama is trying to keep you from getting worse, Basil nodded, he understood what he was being told but that knowledge didn't make it any easier to deal with, Suddenly Basil pulled away from his brother and leaned over the other side of the bed vomiting into his waste basket. Pad sat patiently beside his little brother rubbing his back.

It was a while before the vomiting stopped when Basil had emptied his stomach of what little it contained he cried out in pain, the vomiting had caused him even more stomach pain. "Pad, i-it hurts so much." He choked out through tears. "Shh Basil I know, I know" Padraic soothed "just lie back for a minute everything's alright. You know though Basil, I will need to get Mama." Basil shook his head and took several deep breaths. "No Pad, please. I-I'll be okay it will go away it always does, I just need to-" "what do you mean it always goes away, how many times has this happened?"

"a few but it's okay it always stops I rub my tummy and it really helps. Please Pad." Basil pleaded his mother had her hands full already with their father stuck in bed. It pained Padraic to see Basil go through the torture this illness put him through. "I'm sorry baby brother, it's because you are so precious to me that I must this time go against you. Don't think to harshly of me brother. I love you. Padraic leaned over and kissed Basil's head before hurrying out of the room to find their mother, Basil felt somewhat angry at Pad, The pain however was nearly unbearable and part of him already understood why Pad did indeed have to. Lying back against his pillows he noticed an odd feeling. He couldn't move in that moment and it seemed as though invisible hands had thrown a black veil over him and he was over taken by the darkness and knew nothing more of what was happening around him.