Hey everyone! Kitsune here! I just wanted to let you all know how glad I am that you guys are reading this and for any of my fans from my other works and I'm sorry if your waiting for me to write more. Please if you'd like me to continue my other works I'd like a little feedback.

I'd like to thank Adrian, a good friend of mine who shoved me into the world of Sherlock and is well insane which is why I love him. Any way onto the show.

Sherlock, I have a short time to live. Prologue.

Buzz, buzz, .

"What is that god awful sound?" John asked from the kitchen, looking up from his paper and tea.

"I do believe it would be the doorbell John, do keep up." Sherlock replied from the couch staring at his computer.

"I mean- oh never mind, you aren't listening." John said rolling his eyes and getting up but by the time he had to get the door Mrs. Hudson was already coming up the stairs.

"Dear can't you boy's hear up here?" she asked clearly irritated in that special way she did, "Here dear this is for you." She said and laid a package beside Sherlock.

He was immediately torn from his work, "Package?" he asked and lifted it up and put his ear to it, "Who dropped his off?" he asked.

"Don't know love, looked like a regular post man." Mrs. Hudson said and started to look concerned, "You don't think it could be a bomb do you?"

"Sherlock?" John asked also becoming a little worried.

Sherlock shook the package slightly at which it meowed. Everyone looked a little surprised except Sherlock.

He tore the brown paper off the package and read the label, "International, can't be a bomb-,"

"Or a cat." John muttered under his breath.

Sherlock looked annoyed by John's comment, "from the Americas. The states if I'm not mistaken."

"You never are." John muttered again and started for the kitchen again.

"Wait now," Mrs. Hudson said latching onto John's arm, "Don't you want to see?" she asked as Sherlock went back to his computer.

"Sherlock isn't interested, neither am I." John shrugged.

"Now Sherlock," Mrs. Hudson scolded, "You will open this, it says First Class, Top priority so it must be important, now open it." She said and sat next to the taller man and sat John down next to her.

"Oh alright," Sherlock hummed and torn the rest of the paper off.

Inside the standard size box was a small present, wrapped in bright red paper and topped with a gold bow. Upon opening the lid of the box was a small ball that looked weighted and two small black buttons on either side. Mrs. Hudson looked faint.

"Good god! It is a-"she started until John stuck a finger in the box and pressed one of the buttons at which a meow could he heard again.

"It's just a playing device the speaker is probably in the lining of the box." John explained.

"Obviously." Sherlock said and ran a finger along the side to feel the outline of the speaker.

It was easily removed and the under chamber held a bright blue piece of tissue paper. Under that was a small black fabric. Sherlock pinched the strap and as he pulled it out, it was an eye patch. A black eye patch with a skull and bones pattern stitched onto the center.

"Is…is that a pirate's eye patch?" John asked a little shocked.

"So it would appear." Sherlock said and lifted the eye patch higher and inspected it, "Seems a regular over the counter eye patch…American judging by the feel with a simple pattern sown in."

"Well I could have told you that." John said rolling his eyes.

"Oh, who sent it dear?" Mrs. Hudson asked scooting a bit closer.

Sherlock looked back into the box where there was a single piece of paper inside with a large 'C' in bright blue ink. A smirk slowly formed on Sherlock's face, "Ah, I see."