I'm back this time I promise that it will be a long chapter. I'm sorry if the chapters have been short but I have a good excuse. I'm in all honors classes and for this semester I have English and History honors, so I'm like swamped with homework and the only time that I can write this story and my other one is on Sunday. Ok more bad news. My Mom and Dad decided to ban us from fanfiction until the end of this month, all this because one of my sisters didn't do their homework on time. So anyways I'm still going to try and update.
Serena: Snowolf those cookies were the best!
Me: Capn' Cory I'm sorry about the cliffhangers I didn't think that my ending to the last chapter was a cliff hanger, but I'll start watching how I end my stories.
Serena: Softbalchick181. I think that you know what's going on in the story and congratulation on guessing it.
Amunet. : Ok that's everybody so on with the chapter!
Serena
I ran to the street and to my luck there was a cab. I jumped in and said, "Take me here" and I headed him the piece of paper that John had given me.
After fifteen minutes the taxi stopped in front of an old fashioned Victorian.
"Could you stay here please?"
"Sure miss."
I walked up the steps and went towards the door, but before I could knock the door opened and out step a tall man with a green suit.
"Thanks Doctor Phil." He called out I stepped to the side to let the man pass, but he caught sight of me and said, "Well little missy you've come to the right place to get any kind of medicine that your little heart desires."
I did a quick V cut (For the people who play basketball.) towards the stairs and then ran into the door.
"Dr. Phil?" I called out unsure of what to do.
"Yes?" Called out a man from behind a counter, he looked to be about 35 with blond hair and blue eyes.
"Dr. Phil, thisisanemergency! Ihaveacabwaitingoutside."
"Whoa! Slow down there. What is the emergency?"
I took a deep breath and started over again. "William Holmes..." I stopped and realized that Dr. Phil would know William as Sherlock. I started again. "Sherlock Holmes," I saw the look of recognition and went on. "Has, we think taken a drug overdose and he refuses to see anyone but you."
"I'll be there, but I have a case on my hands right now so I need you to give him this ok?" He handed me a glass bottle and a syringe. "You need to give him about half of the syringe." I looked at him doubtfully.
"If he has taken a drug overdose then he needs this right away. Now go I'll be right behind you." He walked to the back of the room and told someone that he had an emergency and to take care of the patients. I ran out the door assured that he would come. I jumped into the taxi and said, "To 21 Baker Street on college road. (A/N Remember that they live on a college campus. I know nothing about drugs or how to deal with a drug overdose so all this is made up.)
Fifteen minutes later I was back at the Holmes' house. I ran up both flights of stairs and went into Holmes room. John stood up and asked, "Well is he coming?"
"Yes...Dr...said...that...Sherlock...needs...to...take...this." I said out of breath and holding out the bottle. John took it and opened it. He sniffed the bottle and gave a small exclamation.
"What is it?" I asked
John looked at me and said, "Serena, first you should know that Holmes did not take a drug overdose and that he was pretending. Second thing you should know is that Dr. Phil has killed one of Holmes' clients. Third this is arsenic."
For the second time that day I was reeling. I looked a Holmes in the bed and then back at John. Then everything went black.
I woke up and found that John was holding my head up and Holmes was giving me a bit of brandy.
"Well did you have a nice nap?" Holmes said with a smirk on his face.
"Holmes this is not the time!" John said, "Dr. Phil is going to be here any minute and we still have a lot to do!"
"You're right. Serena I need you to let Dr. Phil in the house and lead him to my room. Then say that you gave me the "medicine" and when He walks into the room, put the chair that's by the stairs in front of the door. Then I want you to stand near the painting of a willow tree and lift it up. You should be able to hear everything. John will be in the room with me taping the entire conversation between Dr. Phil and I. Now if you don't mind I have to get sick." Holmes walked over to his bed.
I looked at John and he smiled a bit and said, "Well that's Holmes for you."
I gave a small smile back and said, "John, can I kill him and save the world a whole lot of aggravation?"
"No, you can't. However you might want to pull a prank on him, maybe something to do with Joel?"
"You're evil. You know that?"
"Yes I know I am. Ok let's see if you can walk."
I stood up and teetered for a moment and then took a step forward. John let go of my arm and I took another step forward. I grinned. Just then Holmes let out a shout. "Clams! Help me, save me from the clams!"
Startled I fell down on my butt. I glared at Holmes, but it was useless he had rolled over and was facing the wall.
"John, can I kill him now?"
He sighed, "No."
"Why not?"
"Cause I said so."
Ding dong, ding dong"Well that's you cue." Holmes said from the bed.
"Good luck." Said Watson.
I headed down the stairs and looked out through the peek hole. There was Dr. Phil standing outside.
I opened the door and said, "Thank goodness you've arrived he seems to have gotten worse. He did seem to get better after I gave him the medicine, but then..." I trailed off and started to cry.
He patted me shoulder and asked, "Can you take me up to his room?"
"S...sure." I lead him up the stairs and pointed to Holmes' door.
He walked in and I quickly put the chair in front of the door. Then looking around I saw the painting that Holmes told me to listen through. It was on the other side of his door away from the stairs.
I lifted it up, but then a sudden idea came to me. I went back downstairs and locked the door from the outside. I then went into the kitchen and slipped my cellphone into my pocket. After the kitchen I went into the downstairs bathroom and grabbed some dental floss and went out to the stairs. I started stringing it between the banisters. That done I went back to the painting and lifted it up.
"Serena is that you?"
"John what are you doing?!"
"I'm doing what Holmes told me to do. Anyways after Dr. Phil trips over the chair you need to get in here fast."
"Why?"
"I'll tell you later but just listen ok?"
"Fine."
Holmes voice came through loud and clear now that John wasn't talking.
"Since I'm going to die anyways you might as well tell me why you started those fires."
Dr. Phil made a noise and said, "I did no such thing. I know nothing about the fires except for there is one person behind them all. Even though they think they caught the person who did it they haven't and this person has followers. People who are willing to do anything for him."
Holmes groaned. Dr. Phil started to laugh, "Feeling the effects of the arsenic? I had to dilute it though so it didn't kill you right away. My favorite part was that I got your little girlfriend to give it to you."
"Not...my...girlfriend." Holmes groaned. I was pissed, but I manage not to barge in there and kick Dr. Phil's ass all the way to jail.
Suddenly Dr. Phil said, "Well I must be going. Hope to see you in hell."
Holmes started to laugh, but it was a raspy laugh. "I'm not going to go to hell. Ah the clams save me from the clams!"
Dr. Phil laughed and I heard the sound of the doorknob turning. I put the painting down and prepare to run into Holmes room.
Dr. Phil ran out and he ran smack into the chair and fell down the stairs and I started laughing. I took a chance and looked over at the bottom of the stairs and there was Dr. Phil at the bottom covered in dental floss and what looked to bruises marks on his face. He looked up and said "You stupid girl wait until I get my hands on you!" I ran into Holmes room.
"What did you do?" John asked when I came in.
I shut the door and said, "I put dental floss between the banisters and I locked the door from the outside."
Holmes started to crack up and Watson joined him.
"Hang on that's the only door in your house and he can't go through any of the windows." I said they were still to busy laughing to hear what I said, so I took out my cellphone and dialed 911.
"Hello what's you emergency?"
"Hi I live on 21 Baker Street and there's this crazy person in our house and he's trapped in here with us. He also just confessed to killing a person."
"Where are you?"
"In a bedroom we've blocked it off but he might have a gun."
"The police are on their way."
"Thank you!"
"Serena why did you lock the door?" John looked worried.
"Well we can't let him get away besides the police are on the way, so all we have to do is stay away from the door."
"I think that I gave her to much brandy." Holmes said while moving away from the door. I glared at him and he just looked back at me.
"Whatever." We all moved to his bed and sat down and listened to Dr. Phil ranting outside the door.
"I'll get you yet!" He was still shouting as the police lead him away. The police officer that had taken our statements walked back towards us and smiled. "How did you kids do it?"
Holmes smirked and said "Dental floss."
John and I started to crack up and soon everyone was laughing.
An hour and a half later. Holmes' parents had come home and were told an edited version of what happened by a police officer that had stayed behind to deal with the parents.
While the officer was talking to Mr. and Mrs. Holmes, John Holmes and I were in his room talking.
"Serena did you manage to find time to look at what classes you wanted?" Holmes asked.
"No." I sighed "I guess that I'll just have to do it tomorrow."
"Well at least you won't have to deal with a crazy doctor tomorrow." John grinned.
"Thank goodness that I don't have to." I yawned. "Well I better be getting to bed."
"Yeah it's time for me to go to." John stood up and stretched.
"Well I guess its goodnight for everyone."
"Yup Holmes it is." I got up and walked towards the door. "Oh one last thing. If either of you don't tell me the truth on any matter. You shall be sorry."
John
"Holmes I really think she's serious." I said after she left.
"So do I Watson, I guess we shall just have to include her in everything from now on."
"What time is it?"
"It's only 8:45 why?"
"I'm doomed! I was suppose to be home at 8:30." I ran to the door and out into the hallway.
Holmes
I heard the front door slam and started to laugh.
Knock, knock"Come in." It was Serena.
"Holmes... ummmm. DoyouthinkyoucouldaskJoeltogoonadatewithme?"
"What did you say?"
"Do you think you could ask Joel to go on a date with me?"
"Why?" I was getting nervous.
"Please I thought he was nice and I...Please?"
"Fine I'll ask him." I figured that nothing bad could happen if I pretended to ask Joel for her.
"Thank you." Serena ran up and hugged me. "Thank you, thank you. You're the best!" and with that she ran out the door.
Serena
Once I was in the safety of my room I cracked up. I knew there was no way he could tell me that Joel had said no. Especially since I pulled "You're the best!" on him. I pulled the sheets my bed and slipped between the covers and fell asleep thinking of all the things I could do to embarrass Holmes.
Amunet: Wow Eight and something pages about time Dreamsprite5
Me: I know and the insane part about this is that before I finished this story I had written two essays!
Serena: Now you just need to work on your other story.
Me: Thanks for reminding me
Serena: No problem
Amunet: Hey aren't I in that one?"
Me: Yes
Amunet: You better work on it!
Me: What have I created!
Serena: rolls eyes ok people you know the drill review and Dreamsprite5 might give you one of her famous chocolate-chip cookies.
Me: Flames (if there is any) will be used to light the oven.