We got to the hospital just in time and now the worst part is the waiting.
The doctor got back to us and things were looking good thankfully otherwise I would've hunted down that son of a bitch and kill him with my bare hands.
"He's going to be just fine," said the doctor "He's going to be in a lot of pain though, so be careful. He actually wants to see you guys now that he's off the drugs."
We went into his room and he was sitting up and bandaged. I couldn't handle it and ran out of the room. Dad got out of bed and ran after me and caught me by the arm. I was struggling to get out of his hold but he was too strong.
"What's wrong, Katie," asked dad.
I looked up to his face and my eyes were filled with tears.
"It's all my fault, dad," I confess. "If I hadn't started investigating a cold case, none of this would have happened. I'm sorry, dad. I'm so sorry."
He hugged me tightly. That was always our way of saying things were going to be alright.
"It's not your fault," dad said "Things like this happen sometimes when we at least expect it. That is why I look at my surroundings first while investigating."
"How do you it wasn't my fault, daddy," I asked.
"Elementary, my dear daughter," said dad. I already knew you were investigating it and been leaving behind some notes for you to look at."
"Thanks dad," said I. "Let's get you back to your room before mom gives you even more pain then you started with."
After the visiting dad at the hospital, I knew I had to do something and get Roylot.
"I don't care what mom, Uncle Mycroft, dad, or Grayson says, we're going to find Roylot and force him to tell us why he hurt dad and where he got that knife," I told Ethan and Michael.
"I'm with you, little sister," said Michael. "Dad was always there for us, now it's time for us to be there for him, right Ethan?"
Ethan said, "Right, Michael! Let's meet up at the crime scene and see what the so-called investigators left behind for us to look at."
We got Watson to accompany us back to the apartment since we're grounded for two months for our little stunt. Watson will found out eventually and kill us for it.
"Hey guys since when does Roylot own a nineteenth century pen," Ethan asked.
"He never did when New Scotland Yard arrested him what I read the reports that mom and dad put together and left lying around. Roylot got arrested for stealing biotech and selling it to the other companies that were involved with that kind of work to supposedly give our generation the past that they stole from us and even tried to kill dad while being a humanoid snake," said I.
"So this isn't the first time that he tried to kill dad," asked Michael "How did he try to last time?"
"He combined his DNA with his pet snake's DNA that he had. He did it so he can get in and out of the buildings without getting caught," I told him.
"How did dad survive," Ethan asked.
"Snakes are cold blooded and there was cold water close to them," said I.
"I say it's time for us tell Watson why we're really over here for, guys," said Michael.
Ethan and I asked," Why?!"
"So he can do a DNA analysis and solve this case and bring Roylot to justice for dad," Michael explained.
When we told him though; he wasn't too pleased with us. He had that same angry look on his robotic face and it scares us even we were little kids. Lord, help us and let us stay alive till we solved the case and help dad out.
"I CAN NOT BELIEVE YOU LIED TO ME LIKE THAT, YOU THREE," yelled Watson. "I told your mother that I will make sure that you wouldn't solve this case."
"We're sorry Watson but we knew you would go with it unless we had a good reason to," I said "Now are you going to help us solve this case and bring Roylot behind bars or are we going to do it on our own and shut you off the whole time?"
"Oh alright but don't let your mother know that I'm helping with this," said Watson. "This pen was made originally from the nineteenth century but it quit selling after 1898. The DNA that's on it is both Roylot's and every criminal that your parents put away together. Good times it was."
Michael said, "Then we got to see the knife and see if the DNAs are from the same convicted people our parents put away, time to call on Tennyson for this one."
