"Will you foster me?" I blurted out, my hands covered my mouth. John dropped his mug, Sherlock dropped the kettle, which sent boiling water everywhere, John wobbled hand landing in boiling water... And now we're sat in A and E where John is trying to teach the nurse how to bandage his hand probably, and Sherlock is, well Sherlock's trying to comfort John by doing everything. He bought him tea and took his coat and shouted at the nurse and got another cup of tea and then got a different nurse who he then scared off and now John is shouting at Sherlock while trying to bandage his own hand.
I slipped out of the room and decided to walk around a bit. Hospitals amazed me ever since I was young all the busy doctors. All the ill people rushing in and healthy people rushing out. I came upon a cubical with a tall looking doctor in holding a clip bord, his patient was a young man clearly in a drug haze.
"You need to tell us what you've taken or we can't help you." He said. I quickly remembered the book on the side of Johns table, it was about drug overdoses and how each drug gave a different symptom. I studied the man who was chewing the inside of his cheek. M-cat.
"M-cat." I said suddenly. The doctor turned round and looked at me.
"What did you say?"
"M-cat, the man has overdosed on M-cat. I mean look at him he's sat there chewing the inside of his cheek. Get him on a fluid and flush it out of his system. He doesn't need any fast special treatment, he's on a drug haze for God sake." I replied.
"Yes. mmmm. Thankyou." The man replied. He held out his hand "doctor Keogh, and you are?"
"To young to be doing you job for you." I shook his hand. "Cara. My names Cara."
"Nice to meet you Cara. How old are you?" I told him I was 14. "And where did you aquire such medical knowledge from Cara."
"My psychiatrist companion was a army doctor, I read one of his books chapters called 'drugs and their symptoms' this morning." He asked me why I was here and I told him about the incident.
"Well Cara my colleges would be intrested in meeting you someone so young with so much potential. Have you ever thought about becoming a doctor? Can you stick around for a while, I need to get this patient sorted, and i could check on your friend if you want?" I told him that I wasn't in a rush and was greatful for his offer but my friend had already been seen twice.
"I can hang around though." I told him. I would be intrested in meeting your colleges." An hour later I was sat in reception observing everything from a far. Sherlock and John had left after I told them that I was meeting a doctor because he was intrested for me to train to become a doctor, or something like that. John told me to be careful and that I should go home straight after. I smiled and told him I would, all while frequently apologising for the incident. John said they was no real damage and that he and Sherlock needed to get back to the flat.
"Do you need my help?" A young nurse asked me.
"No thankyou staff nurse Freeman." I said poimting to her name tag. She smiled before asking me what I was doing. "I'm waiting for doctor Keogh." She looked at me stunned
"Yes well he should be on his break..."
"Now." Doctor Keogh finished for her, "thanks Rita I'll take it from here. So Cara, I have a patient I'd like you to help me with, a little test we'll call it to see if you are as clever as you have me believe." I smiled following him around the maze of patients and cubicles, until we landed near a young girl, who sat starring into space completely oblivious to our arrival. "What happened here?" He asked. I gulped scanning the breathing body. I see now why Sherlock prefers corpses.