Basil was still shacking long after Dawson had washed him up. The fear in his body was just too much, he didn't want to go back why would Dawson do this to him?

Clafmore ran though Basil's mind making him even more uneasy, the man was a monster! He got nothing but per pleasure from ripping out every bit of his soul, which by now he felt he didn't even have left. He was tainted and broke, maybe he should just let Ratigan finish him off; after all it was like it mattered anymore, he was due back once he was healed-life just didn't matter.

Rolling over in the bed, wincing a bit at the small pains he had left, Basil stared at the wall next to him. He just wanted everything to go away…he wanted his 'life' back-or at least what life back he thought he lost; he couldn't remember.

Small tears formed on his face and sank into his fur.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of breath behind him that he turned to face Dawson who had returned with a paw full of pills and water.

"Here Basil this will numb your pain and help you get more sleep." The Dr. said gently slipping one pill in his mouth at a time giving him the water to drink.

Basil downed two of the pills but as Dawson went to give him the third one Basil pushed him away.

Shocked and concerned Dawson put the pill and drink down and grabbed Basil gently by the arm to keep him from rolling back over on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Dawson questioned a little harder then he intended.

Basil just glared at him and painfully pulled his arm away and rolled over.

If it was any other time Dawson would be happy about the spirit change in Basil but this was not good.

"Basil talk to me…"

"No." Basil said weakly.

Stunned that he got a sound out of him Dawson almost forgot he was trying to get Basil to take his last pill.

"Well that's a bit of an improvement."

Basil now started to shake, why wasn't Dawson punishing him?

"Basil- please-what is it?" Dawson pushed.

The young mouse quivered as he felt a paw on his back.

Slowly Basil looked into Dawson's eyes. "Y-your…not going to… punish- me?" he asked fear that saying something about it would case Dawson to snap out of whatever gentle state of mind he was in and would started ripping into him.

"Basil, I've told you I would never hurt you."

The young detective looked at Dawson more puzzled now.

"B…but you beat me just last night…." Basil shut his mouth in fear that would be the string to make Dawson snap.

Dawson got wide-eyed and left the room.

At the look on Dawson's face Basil whimpered and hid in face in the sheets, now he did it, Dawson would come back and pound the living daylights out of him. But as much as it scared him, he did want it…he wanted to be beat that's why he refused the pill, if he was to be taken back to Ratigan he would rather just have Dawson kill him for misbehaving.

Dawson had entered the living room where the others where.

"I got him to talk." Dawson began, every one stared at him shocked and grateful. "I think I know who beat Basil last night."

******

"You heard Ratigan he wants him back…tonight!" Clafmore snapped looking over to see the other mice resting from the long walk.

"He wants him so bad why isn't he out here, besides it's your fault he got away." One stated.

Clafmore grabbed him up by the shirt of his collar.

"You look here! Ratigan was willing to though the piece of meat out without ever asking me if I may have wanted him. And you know what? I'm glad he escaped, because now I get to have more fun with him…unless you want to take his place." Clafmore growled.

The mouse shock his head frantically, "Good, now get your lazy butts up and help me get him back."

All five of them nodded.

"It's not that much further, once around here the house should come in view…now don't forget what Ratigan told you to captor him."

*****

Dawson was on the phone to the police.

"Yes, his a big mouse, or well maybe rat and his name is Clafmore….no I only got his first name. Thank you good day." He hung up the phone.

"Well?" Judson asked.

"They are sending out a cop car to track him down, he will never harm Basil again." Dawson put his head down with a sigh, "I should have noticed, Basil was shacking, I should have noticed the fear in his eyes when that man came to the house….and then I left him alone with him…I don't blame Basil of pushing me away."

Judson wrapped her arms around Dawson and gave him a kiss. "It was not your fault, none of us knew Basil knew him, nor do we know what all Basil has been though from the time he was missing." A tear ran into her fur as she spoke, "but now we know, and now we can do something about it."

Dawson nodded and kissed her back.

The kiss was broke short when the sound of crying came from Basil's room.

Running in Dawson looked to see what was wrong.

Basil was still shaking and hiding his face in the sheets, and the crying sobs got louder as Basil felt Dawson stand beside the bed.

"Oh, Basil, its ok, your okay, Clafmore will never harm you again…I am making sure of that." Dawson said placing a paw on his friends shoulder.

Basil became confused and looked over at the Dr.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Judson dear, will you help Basil up on his crunches while I see who is at the door." Judson nodded.

Once Dawson opened the door he regretted it.

"Hello, I'm here to re-clam what's mine." Clafmore said evilly, five of Ratigan's mice behind him grinning.

Basil was up and out of the room, but once he saw Clafmore he all but fell down hitting the floor hard and back away as much as he could, due to him still being in a body like cast.

"No….please…no…." Basil sobbed out.

Hiram pulled Olivia behind him protecting her.

"You are not welcome here." Dawson snapped.

"Your point?" Clafmore remarked.

"You will not touch him." Dawson said making his point clear.

Clafmore pushed passed Dawson heading for Basil, Judson was standing over him hopping to keep him safe.

The other mice jumped in and took each one of them down, Hiram and Olivia were quickly tied up and Dawson and Judson were slammed into the wall.

Basil watched in horror as his friends? Where tied down and pushed off to the side away from him. Suddenly it all came to, Basil blinked a few times, seeing the sight before him he knew Clafmore lied! He knew who beat him the night before! He knew who these people were! he was Basil! The Great Mouse Detective!

"Leave me alone!" he snapped.

Clafmore was shocked for a moment. "So you feeling brave enough to back talk to me are ya chap?"

Basil glared at him, "Let them go!"

Laughing Clafmore lifted Basil up making him whimper from pain.

"Do you really think you're in the best position to be barking orders at me?" he grinned looking into Basil's green eyes.

Basil glanced around and saw his old pistol on the table not to far from Dawson's reach.

Using the last bit of his strength Basil yelled, "Quick old fellow, the gun!"

Dawson would have cried for joy if he didn't have to rush to Basil's command. Before Clafmore could react Dawson pulled the trigger of the pistol.

Ratigan's men saw the big rat go down and ran for there lives.

Basil fell hard to the ground but didn't mind because it only meant Clafmore would never hurt him again.

Judson freed Olivia and her dad; the little girl ran and jumping into Basil's arms.

"Oh Basil! I thought you would never remember us." She cried joyfully.

Basil wrapped his arms around the young girl. "Me too Olivia…me too."

******

Back at the lair the mice told Ratigan everything.

"Clafmore is dead!!!!"

Ratigan got up from his chair covered in rubs and gold from all the stealing he was able to do with Basil in the shape he was in and stormed out leaving all the mice in question and fear.

Walking up to Bill the lizard Ratigan grabbed him up, "You are going to help me." he said plainly. Bill gulped and nodded.

He then pointed to a few other hunch men, "you guys too." He snapped making them stop in there tracks. "I have a plan."

*****

Basil sat in his chair and looked around happy to recognize everything around him and enjoy the true feeling of being home.

"Basil," Dawson began, "I need to run you a warm bath, do you think you can handle being in there alone? Or would you be okay if I helped you?"

Basil hated having to have help, in fact now that he thought about it he hated all the times he was taken full care of…be even he knew when it was time to call it quits and let people help you…especially when you couldn't move so much without hurting.

"Maybe some help would be nice." Basil said wincing as he tried to move his arms.

"Very good my friend." Dawson replied, he wasn't about to say anything, but that was just the answer he wanted. He wasn't about to let his friend try to kill himself based off pride.

Judson had the bath water ran in no time and Dawson slowly walked Basil to the bathroom.

"Be warned, the water will hurt at first." Dawson spoke helping Basil get undressed.

Basil started to blush from embarrassment, "I must say old chap, now that I know fully where I am this is feeling very odd."

Dawson understood his friend's feelings and chuckled a bit, it would indeed feel funny but him being a Dr. wasn't fazed at all.

Once fully in pure fur, Basil looked at himself. Even after all the healing his body had gone thou he was still a mess, he could tell just by looking he wasn't near healed.

Fur was missing from different spots, his tail was missing a few inches, he had a black eye, and he no long had any claws….but what started to worry him the most was his right arm…his arm that Ratigan had damaged on the clock tower and damaged further in his capture.

Dawson felt bad for Basil has he watched him look himself over.

"Come on Bas." He said gently taking the young mouse by the shoulders.

Basil looked to his friend and allowed him to help him into the tube.

Dawson was right the water did hurt, he felt himself gasp and whimper as he got in, the water felt good on his body…but he could do without the pain.

Dawson washed Basil gently the whole time seeing his friends face flare up.

Once Basil was out and re-wrapped Dawson laid him back in his bed.

Basil winced as he moved his arm and this time Dawson took a closer look at it.

"Ah, Dawson please, that hurts…" Basil complained.

"Sorry Basil, but this arm has not been recovering and I think I need to x-ray it."

Basil flinched, "There is no need Dr. it will heal…"

But Dawson was already grabbing the x-ray and placed it over the arm. "Hold still."

Olivia and the others watched while Basil laid his head back on the pillow.

At first Dawson didn't see anything out of the ordinary, but taking a much closer look he saw it; the small nerves in the arm had been disconnected, and there technology only going so far in there time there was no way to connect it again; his arm was nothing more then dead weight.

Moving the x-ray Dawson gave a hurt look to his friend. "I'm sorry Basil but without the nerves being attached I'm afraid I have no choice but to amputate your arm."

Basil's eyes couldn't have gone wider. "W…what?"

"I'm so sorry Basil." Dawson said again, "Hiram would you please get me some hot water and a butcher knife."

Basil watched Olivia's dad go fetch what was asked for and panicked.

"Please Dawson, there has to be another way…" Tears started to leek from his eyes with each word.

Dawson no longer had a need to answer; taking a nightstand table he placed Basil's right arm on it and tied a string to the upper base of the arm making sure it was so tight it would stop blood flow.

"No Dawson wait! Please don't do this! PLEASE!" Basil begged. He didn't want to lose his arm, he may not have much feeling in it but he didn't want to give up on it just like that, how would he ever become a great detective with only one arm?

"Please Dr. wait! Please!"

Dawson had numbed Basils arm and was now ready to processed; taking the arm firmly in his hands Dawson brought the blade down to cut the flesh, but the sound of his friends crying and begging made him stop….but only to hear him out.

Basil say Dawson stop with the blade mere inches from his arm and took in a shaky breath of relief.

"Basil, I know this is hard for you, but it has to be done."

Basil slowly nodded but took another deep breath to speak, "Please Dawson, not right now…I'm not ready to lose my arm….please just…just give me until my full body is healed, then….then if my arm is still dead you can. Please." Basil said starting a deal.

Dawson sighed and nodded. "Okay Basil but not a moment after."

Basil smiled a bit and nodded.

****

More weeks went by, and thou Basil was still recovering he was fit enough to walk with out help and do things on his own. The other thing he still could not do by himself was get dressed; but everything else he was doing just fine on even with his right arm in a sling.

Basil even started handling cases again…thou they were always small he still enjoyed solving them. There were times his mind would scream for something harder but his body always told him other wise and won.

Also he didn't need much attention anymore, but Dawson always kept a close eye on him after he saw him try to sneak his pipe. Smoking was just out of the question until he was healed 100%...but even then the lack of tobacco was driving him crazy.

Basil was resting and watching Olivia play with a toy her dad made her. They had not been staying as much as they use to but they did stay enough for Basil to enjoy there presence.

'KNOCK, KNOCK'

Normally Basil would be the one bouncing up to answer the door but in his state Judson was the one to do so.

Opening the door Judson smiled, "Detective Basil's home my I help you?" she asked, she had never been cheerful about answering the door to a new case that it might bring but after all that had happened how could she not be?

At the door was a little boy no more then the age of Olivia crying. "I need help…my mommy is missing…and I can't find her…" he sobbed.

Basil slowly got up from his chair. "Don't worry I Basil of Baker Street will find you mom." He said trying to sound as proud as he once did before.

The little boy smiled and whipped his eyes…thank you….I lost her in the human toy store, I think she may still be there."

Basil nodded and walked out with the boy. Hiram stayed at the house with Judson and Olivia while Dawson followed.

As they got closer to the toy shop the little boy showed Basil how to get inside and made sure Dawson was behind him.

Once Basil was inside the little boy turned to Dawson.

"Sir, could you come over here with me?" he asked giving a sad sweet look.

"But of course." Dawson answered and followed the young boy to the side of the toy shop…however he wasn't too happy with what he saw.

Before he had a chance to react Dawson was grabbed by a group of mice and gagged him.

"Good work Spot." Ratigan said looking at the little boy mouse. "You really have shown your skill at catching a great detective…"

"So I can join your group?" the boy asked. Ratigan nodded.

Dawson couldn't believe this, he and Basil had been tricked, and now Basil was about to pay the real price.

Inside Basil noticed the boy wasn't with him and tried to open the door he came in from but found it locked.

'umm…maybe it shut on him and he couldn't come in with me…I'll find another way out…but first the mom.' Basil said in his head. He slowly looked around the dark room…but never saw the pair of red eyes watching him….

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Ok before I get carried away…again. XD I'm stopping here….until next time Enjoy and Review! ~_^