Chapter 1

The personal blog of Dr. John H. Watson


14th March

Returning

I don't suppose anyone still reads this now. Everyone believes Sherlock is a fake. As I said here about seven years ago, I'll always believe him.

If any of my old friends read this, Mrs Hudson is sick. When I visited her the other day, I noticed some strange symptoms. Long story short, we wanted to be sure and went to the hospital. Molly kindly came up to her room and waited with me while the Doctors examined her. As I already feared she has a deadly illness and won't-

She doesn't have much time left.

I will not go into the details of the illness here. What matters is that I visit her often. Mrs Turner also came yesterday. I tried to reach Lestrade, but I think he has a new mobile number. I e-mailed him but got no reply.

When I reached Mrs Hudson's room today, to my surprise, I found her sleeping with Mycroft Holmes sitting next to her. He turned his head to me, let go of her hand and got up. "She didn't wake up while I was here," he announced and then walked past me, out of the room, without another word.

I hadn't expected him there. I looked after him into the empty corridor in astonishment. Then a nurse walked past, braking my stare, and I turned to Mrs Hudson. I sat down in the chair Mycroft just left and picked up her hand. It felt so cold! I don't know how long I sat there before Molly came in with a vase filled with flowers. Molly, if you're reading this, you are super sweet for her! She really appreciates you being there for her.

Mrs Hudson woke up some time after. I really don't have any idea of time when I am there. She smiled when she saw us. Though her life is hard now, she still enjoys the small parts of it that don't hurt. I admire her for that. I suppose it's difficult to remain happy in such an unfortunate situation.

We talked about small stuff, my practice, Molly's boyfriend Dave, about how Toby (Molly's cat) is doing, now that he's getting old too. Molly is still trying to keep everyone happy, but that's difficult now, with that atmosphere in the hospital. I hope Mrs Hudson doesn't visit her in the morgue soon.

Greg Lestrade, if you're reading this, answer my e-mails! I'm starting to get worried. I don't think I've anything else to say now. It seems like my blogging skills have gone to sleep for the moment and I have to wake them up again. Anyway, I'll update again soon.

2 Comments


That's what you do for a friend, John. Sherlock isn't here anymore to help her, and she needs all the help she can get right now.
Molly Hooper 14 March 20:43


I just spotted you updated again. How is Mrs Hudson doing? How are you doing, I haven't seen you in a long time. We should talk again someday, mate.
Mike Stamford 19 March 14:03


A/N: 1. Thanks you guys for reading this. Thanks even more for any review, follow and favorite I get! I love them, and you all too.

2. Thanks to my beta: AllThatIWant. You are the best!

3. I do not own any Sherlock characters, however I may love to. I am not making money from this story.

4. This story is set after the season two finale, but was started before season three, so I will not spoiler anything from there once I have seen it.

Thanks for reading!