A/N: A bit of a jump in mood, but this continues the "Torment" arc... Part 14 I think.
Watson sat at his desk, defeated. Of all the wounded and sick he had treated, from the youngest child to the heartiest of men, there was still nothing as devastating to him as seeing his friend in pain.
And it was not even from an ailment, except that which continually plagued Holmes when he was without a case. But his humor was so black now that Watson suspected the very forces of hell were attacking his friend.
But the worst pain came when his efforts to help failed, and his friend callously turned his back and told him to leave.