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As Sherlock was walking down the road to the hospital, his phone rang in his pocket. Fishing it out he saw the name on the screen. It was Miss Hudson. He'd clicked answer in a flash and the phone was up to his ear.

"Miss Hudson?"

"Sherlock...I thought it would b..be" Miss Hudson took a deep breath. "Be sensible to ring you and let you kn...know I'm alright." Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm on my way to the hospital, if you're up to it, would you mind explaining what happened when I'm there?"

"Of course Sherlock." The was a small coughing fit and Miss Hudson spoke again. "Oh it was horrible Sherlock, is John with you? Is he okay?" Sherlock closed his eyes slowly. Then opened them. "Sherlock?"

"Erm no he isn't, look I'll explain when I get there okay, Miss Hudson?"

"Y...yes of course."

"Bye then." Sherlock hung up. It want long till he arrived and walked in through the busy doors and into the main reception. Walking over to the desk he knocked to get the receptionist attention.

"How can I help you, sir?" She said, in a high sort of voice.

"I'm here to see Miss Hudson, but I don't know which ward she's in, could you tell me?" Sherlock said quickly.

"Yes..." She looked at the computer and typed in Miss Hudson. Humming to herself she kept looking. "Ah! She's in Brighton Ward. That's down the corridor there and turn left, then left again, then right and it's just on your right there." She smiled and pointed down the corridor.

"Thank you." Sherlock took a fast mace down the corridor, left, left, right, and there's the ward. Opening the doors he scanned the beds until he saw Miss Hudson in the bed at the far end. He walked over and took a seat by the bed.

"Sherlock!" Miss Hudson cried. "Oh I am glad to see you!"

"Miss Hudson, how are you?" Sherlock enquired, a look of concern clouding his sharp face.

"I'm coping, my dear, I'm coping. Now lets see, what happened..." Her brow furrowed, she thought about how to start. "There I was in the kitchen, sorting the washing up, when unheard the door open and shut. Watson was in his room doing...god knows...and so naturally I assumed it was you. So I called out "Sherlock?" And got no reply. I just carried on with the washing when I heard voices, not yours or John's, just other people. So I put down the mug I was washing and went into the lounge to see who was there, when I saw a load of masked men with pistols. I screamed, which caused John to come out of his room running, shouting "Miss Hudson are you alright?" He stopped dead in his tracks, and one of the men came up to me, and whacked me around the head with something large and heavy. Next thing I know is that I'm coming round in here. Not very useful, I'm afraid Sherlock."

"My dear Miss Hudson, there's plenty there! Could you remember how many men there were there?"

"Oh gosh, well there was the one who knocked me out, there were two by the door, one by the fireplace, and another in the centre who wasn't doing much except he seemed to be the boss. So that's...five?"

"Yes, thank you Miss Hudson. Now, the bad news: Watson has gone, he left a note." Sherlock fished the note from his pocket and handed it to Miss Hudson. She took it and read it.

"Mess?" She asked.

"Yes, they ransacked his bedroom. God only knows what they were looking for. But the point is, the took him. And the capitals spell out Moriaty. I'm afraid he's behind all this, and I must go and start looking for leads and find him. I...I don't think I could live without...without him." Tears welled in Sherlock's eyes and Miss Hudson grabbed his hand in hers.

"You won't have to for long, my dear." She said. "With your mind and brilliance you'll have found him in no time." Sherlock smiled a sad smile and got up.

"Thank you, Miss Hudson. I must go. I'll come back and see you soon." He leant down and kissed her cheek before turning on his heel and walking out the ward. He walked down the road, towards Scotland Yard.


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