Sherlock had been having really bad headaches these past few months. He had tried to hide them as best as he could, not wanting anyone to notice. But John noticed. He would see him stop what he was doing as he winced holding his head in pain. He had tried talking to him about it, but there was no luck he would just says 'i'm fine. After many hours an arguing and reasoning John managed to get him to go the Doctors. Today he was due for his head scan.
" Mr Sherlock Holmes " A voice called as a nurse came into the hallway where they were waiting. Sherlock looked to the nurse then to John " This is ridiculous, I'm fine." He said still refusing to admit something was wrong.
" Just go and get it over with it will only be like half an an hour then we'll know wont we?" John replied.
" Mr Holmes we're ready ready for you now " The nurse said seeing he hadn't moved.
" Do I seriously have to go through with this?" Sherlock asked John.
" Yes, now go." John said forcefully pushing him up off his seat so he had to go. Sherlock sighed looking back at John with a bit of an annoyed face as he lead into the room.
" Now Mr Holmes if you wouldl ike to remove anything metal you have on your person and take off your shoes, we'll get you in and out as quickly as possible" She smiled.
" It's all pointless anyway" He said under his breathe as he did as he was told. He was placed into the scanner and was left waiting.
" It will take about 20 minutes" She told him.
Sherlock sighed " Bored, bored , bored" he kept repeating to himself. 20 minutes later it was complete and he was shown out.
" Alright Sherlock?" John asked.
" Very boring " Sherlock yawned.
Two weeks had past since Sherlock had been for the brain scan and they back in the hospital, this time in the consultants office. " There's no easy to say this Mr Holmes so i'll just say it. You have a brain tumor" The Doctor spoke. John had gone into shock as his face dropped, his face white as a sheet.
" How long do I have?" Sherlock asked.
" It's not terminal Sherlock. I believe you chance with the treatments available to help. "
" Don't care" Sherlock said as he got up and walked out of the room not wanting to know anything else.
" Mr Holmes please. " The Doctor said seeing him walk off.
" Sherlock!" John called walking after him, but he was still walking " Sherlock! Stop" John called again but he didn't " God dammit just stop for a moment" He said grabbing his arm. Sherlock had stopped and looked at John.
" What John? What is it? You want to tell me that everything is going to be okay, that all i need to do is stay strong That oh you never know something might work, you have a good change . No John I wont have it I'm dying accept it." Sherlock said bluntly walking off again, his pace quickening as he turned up his collar against the chill of the breeze as he left the hospital.
John sighed seeing his friend walk off, but went back to the doctors office to collect his jacket and the extra information he was given, there wasn't going be any getting through to him at this point, he had to cool off.
Sherlock had gone back to the flat and lit up a cigarette. He always knew where John had stashed them, he just never really needed them lately his mind was already occupied. John had arrived back at 221B about half an hour later, he could instantly smell the smoke from the cigarettes upon entering the flat " Have you been smoking?" He questioned.
" Obviously " Sherlock replied, pulling the half empty box from his pocket and throwing it lazily on the table.
" You were supposed to of given that up " John said picking up the cigarettes
" I think considering the circumstances I'm excused from that,"
" No that should be a ll the more reason you don't start again. So are we going to talk about earlier then?" He said sitting down opposite his friend.
" What is there to talk about? I have cancer, and it's quite likely i'm going to die."
" You just walked off, you didn't let him explain or anything " John replied.
" There's nothing to explain John."
" What so that's it? You're just going to ignore the information he has given you then?"
" Pretty much " Sherlock nodded. His eyes staying shut for a moment longer as he felt the rush of pain in his head. Obviously John had noticed, after seeing him like this months he knew when they came. " Is it hurting again?" John asked knowing it was. Sherlock reluctantly nodded. " Well he gave me these to help with the pain at the moment." Sherlock took the box from John as he started examining it, but his head hurt too much to and just took them anyway
" what do you mean at the moment?" He asked.
" Well it's very likely to get worse. When you have treatment too, it's going to be painful" He explained.
" I'm not having treatment, I wont go through having any of that stuff normal people have, the whole chemotherapy stuff. I've rather keep my hair thank you."
" Then what, you're just going to let to take over then?" John asked, but Sherlock shrugged, patiently waiting for the tablets to kick in.