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Chapter Ten: Problems about Rover

While Rover was talking to Jessica Monroe a second time, Watson had decided to use this peaceful day to his advantage, and talk to Holmes about the Rover Problem.

"Holmes, I think we should talk," said Watson, coming into the sitting room, while Holmes was playing his newly found violin.

"Of course, Watson," said Holmes, laying down the violin, "what do you want to talk about?"

"Rover," stated Watson, simply.

Holmes cast an uneasy glance at Watson, and said, "Of course we shall. Why don't you start?"

"All right. Well, I remember you said that Rover was invisible," said Watson.

"Yes. So," asked Holmes.

"Well, I just find it hard to believe that there's an invisible man running around our flat, causing mischief," Watson stated.

"Why," asked Holmes.

"Well, people just don't become invisible, Holmes. I don't see how you, especially, can believe that," retorted Watson incredulously.

"Well, I know that he is real, and even if you can't see him, you shouldn't jump to the conclusion that he doesn't exist, just because you can't hear him, or see him, Watson," said Holmes, slightly miffed.

"If no one else can see or hear him, how can you be so sure that he really does exist and is not just a product of your imagination," Watson asked, certain that Holmes would have no satisfactory retort against such a sound argument as that one.

However, as he had so many times before, Watson found Holmes capable of presenting a response as easily as if he had been thinking about if before hand.

" Actually, I'm not the only one who has the misfortune to be able to see Rover. A small girl called Jessica Monroe can also see him and has talked to him." Apparently Homes now considered the matter closed, as he lifted his violin from the table and reached for his bow.

Despite the quiet conviction in his friend's voice, however, Watson was not convinced.

"Where does Jessica live," he asked quickly, halting the bow as it began its journey over the strings of the Stradivarius.

Holmes looked slightly surprised at the request, and then carelessly scraped the bow across the strings, beginning an air that seemed to be a composition of his own.

"I take it you want to see the validity of my claim for yourself. A wise step to take. If memory serves, you will find her at 346 Oxford Lane," Holmes replied nonchalantly.

Watson continued to stare at Holmes, the expectant look in his eyes showing he was waiting for further elaboration, but as none was coming, he arose and left the flat. Holmes remained where he was and continued his effortless improvisation upon his violin, but, even if it didn't show, his mind was not upon the tune. Instead, Holmes' thoughts were focused on Rover, and secretly he was cursing the luck that had brought the invisible man back into his life.

A/N: Well, what you waiting for? R/R!!!!!! Wait, not yet! Next chapter, more arguments about Rover, and/or a flashback. P.S. Chibi Hermione is working on a prequel to this story, called The Invisible Man. I can't wait to r/r that! Okay, now you can review!