The next day John decided that he was well enough to take a short shift at the surgery. The shift itself was uneventful. He had even managed to get his note for Sherlock written. M was one of the letters that he had already had planned since he started the alphabet notes.
He was on his way home when he felt a sudden feeling of dread. Only seconds later he felt something behind him. He turned to look and a fist connected with his face. He was disoriented for a moment, but before he was aware of his own actions he was hitting back. He had incapacitated his attacker when he saw more people coming for him and he ran.
Running really hurt and he knew that he needed to find a place to hide. Sadly, as always is the case when you need a place to hide, the men caught up to him, in an alley, before he could find any kind of shelter.
One of the men pushed him and made him fall and then pulled his arms behind him in a way that made his shoulder blaze with pain. John wondered if this was how he was going to die.
Then there was a scuffle behind him and suddenly his arms were freed.
"Ah Doctor Watson, what a surprise to see you here," Mycroft said as he help John to his feet.
John didn't spare a thought for the bodies that littered the alley. "Thanks," he said quietly wincing as the pain from the punch he had taken to the jaw made itself known.
"Let's get you home before my brother starts to worry."
John nodded and began to walk rather shakily to the car. His legs were scrapped in his fall and his shoulder was throbbing with pain, not to mention that he had aggravated his previous wound. In the car Mycroft handed over a bottle of pain meds and John didn't even bother to ask questions and took one.
Then he pulled out the M note that was only a little worse for wear. "Give to Sherlock please," he said handing the note to Mycroft giggling at the remembrance of what he had written and he wondered if Sherlock would find the situation as funny as he did.
Sherlock sat in a chair next to the bed that John was sleeping on. It had been several hours since Mycroft had brought John home and it was only now that he was reading the thirteenth note.
M- is for Mycroft. Even though I think sometimes that he is annoying he more than makes up for that when he gets us out of a lot of trouble with his almost omniscient knowing. You may think it's weird that he is on this, but I feel that though I gained him as a brother so I think he makes the list.