Lestrade opened her eyes to white surroundings. Everything around her was a pure white; the only color in the room was herself and a girl standing above her. "Huh?" Lestrade mumbled, stupefied by what was going around her.

The girl looking down on her spoke in a soft voice. "How are you
feeling?"
Lestrade rubbed her head with a low moan. "Where am I?"
"Don't you remember?"
Lestrade bolted into a sitting position as the memory came back
to her. She was in a hospital. She just had surgery to get the
poison out of her body that Moriarty put in. The girl above her
was Dr. Cushing, and Holmes was still around committing crimes,
trying to save her life.
Everything came back to her in short, choppy sentences, but
eventually she had the full memory. "Did it work, then?"
Lestrade asked, referring to the operation that was meant to get
the poison out.
Dr. Cushing held up a small test tube in reply. "It's all here,
Lestrade. If Moriarty presses that button, nothing will happen
to you. No worries."
Lestrade grinned. Now to tell Holmes. Even if Moriarty watched
her tell him on his video camera, there was nothing he could do.
The poison was gone. "How long have I been out, doctor?"
Dr. Cushing wrinkled her brows in thought. "Hmmmm... probably
about four hours."
"Then what time is it?"
"Nine in the morning."
"Any side effects?"
Dr. Cushing thought for awhile, then answered cheerfully, "Maybe
a minor headache, but other than that, none."
"Great! Thank you, Dr. Cushing!" Lestrade handed the doctor a
thousand credits, and leaped out the door to find Holmes before
he did anything else.