A/N: Yay! It's the last chapter! Now I won't have to worry about death threats anymore! ;) Unless, of course, you want a sequel. But to do that I need some plot ideas so, *looks around expectantly* ideas anyone? A very special thanks to all my reviewers, especially the ones who reviewed every chapter, you all helped out a lot!
Going After The Detective
Part 8
The Epilogue
The pans rattled against themselves as I finished washing them. Ever since Mr. Holmes had returned home this morning he had seemed distant and far, more so than usual. Dreamily I picked up the dust rag and wandered out into the sitting room, up the stairs, and into Mr. Holmes' laboratory. He was working on some chemical experiment or other, something I wouldn't understand and, currently, didn't want to.
He glanced up as I walked in and then, to the surprise of us both, knocked a burning liquid onto his hand. With a hiss at his stupidity he shook his hand of it and ran over to the sink. I had managed to drop my rag and flew over to help him. At first he resisted but after my persistence he gave in and allowed me to wrap his hand.
"I seem to be getting hurt one way or another these days," he laughed quietly.
"Scrapes with death, but you've come out fine…so far. It was a close call last time."
He nodded. "If it weren't for Watson and you coming in when you did, I would have been shot in the heart, not the shoulder as it was." I had finished bandaging his hand (he was lucky, he had missed most of the liquid) and was about to pull them away when he stopped me and brought them to his lips. They brushed lightly across my knuckles and then my hands became my own once more. I looked at him in shock and he smiled faintly. "I owe a great debt to you, Martha Hudson. Thank you."
I backed to the door, my own slight smile appearing.
"You're welcome," I said as I picked up my dust rag. "After all, that's what friends are for." With that I closed the door.
A/N: Well, that wasn't too bad was it? If you want a sequel you're going to have to leave some plot suggestions! Until we meet again, dear friends, always remember me to be very sincerely yours, Scarlett Red Rose.