Here's the next chapter this ones to make up for the fact I won't be writing at all tomorrow so enjoy. I bumped up the rating too because of language which will probably gradually get worse.

sorry I took the chapter down for some additional editing that I didn't do before I posted.

Chapter 3

John Watson was attempting to make rounds but every time he walked into the room he was mobbed by children. If they weren't trying to attach themselves to his body they were incessantly asking him questions like "why he was shorter than the other guy?" and "will you play with me?" it was unbelievably tiring. John was performing these rounds when they brought the girl in she was fifteen and experiencing severe chest pains. The girls name was Amy she had poker straight brown hair, green eyes and a nose that was a bit too big for her face. John had her moved to a private room because she was in almost constant pain and he didn't need any of the younger ones scared, this girl was the biggest mystery John had ever been handed and he needed to solve it quickly because Amy's chest pains were spreading quickly throughout her body.

Sherlock smiled as he analysed the blood sample taken from the pig its T-cells were attacking the body's own white blood cells, it was the strangest thing and it interested Sherlock greatly it was simply fascinating. Sherlock was just removing his rubber gloves when that girl who helped him experiment on bodies in the morgue walked in "Sherlock they need your help upstairs with a fifteen year old girl"

"Look um what's your name again?"

"Molly"

"Look Molly would you mind telling them I'm extremely busy and that if they want me to take the case they'll have to give me proof that its worth taking"

"But doctor..." he cut her off

"I won't come up but instead why don't you get me the patients chart and I'll have a look at it down here" Sherlock said hoping to end this futile conversation and just as he'd hoped Molly rushed out of the room, she had probably gone to get the girls chart for him and he wondered if this case would be interesting enough to even tempt him to leave the laboratory.

John looked worriedly over Amy's charts she was getting worse and no one could diagnose her and that made it impossible to treat her. John was beginning to wonder if he should just start testing medication on her to see if she improves but a niggling thought told him that was a bad idea. John turned his head when he heard a gentle knocking on his office door, the pretty girl who worked down in the labs stood there what was her name again Marie, Mildred, Molly ah yes that was it "Hi Molly what can I do for you today?" he smiled gently up at her and signalled her to enter.

"Doctor Watson I was wondering if I could have Amy's charts Doctor Holmes would like to see them before he comes up"

"uh yeah sure but I'll need them back no later than tomorrow morning for when I meet with the girl's parents"

"Yes of course, thanks a lot Doctor Watson" and she reached across and took the charts from him

"I'll see you soon...oh wait will I be seeing this Doctor Holmes tomorrow?"

"maybe if he takes the case" and with that she was gone back down into the labs no doubt so that she could speak to the mysterious Doctor Holmes, from what John had heard from the few doctors who had worked with him he was a fantastic doctor but a right royal pain in the arse to work with. John was rather looking forward to meeting this man, he'd always enjoyed a good challenge and he was pretty sure that was exactly what this Holmes character would provide.

Sherlock glanced at the girls chart, chest pains bah there must have been some simple minded doctors up in paediatrics these days. It had to be heart palpitations or something equally mundane. He read further down and slowly became more and more intrigued the pages were covered in additional notes from the girl's doctor and he obviously was not the idiot he first seemed to be. Sherlock would take the case if only to meet the doctor behind these interesting little notes.

The next morning John stood impatiently waiting for his chart this was an incredibly important meeting between him and the child's parents, he couldn't have this Holmes guy jeopardising this girl's life or his professional reputation no matter how much he was looking forward to meeting the mystery doctor.

Sherlock sat in the lab yet again staring down into the microscope only to discover that he needed to get new samples of the pig's blood. Sometimes life was so dull Sherlock got up to leave just as he saw that girls chart on the table next to him wasn't there something he was meant to do with that chart. Sherlock stared at it willing the chart to tell him the answer "doctor Holmes what are you doing?".

John Watson had now begun pacing this was getting more and more stressful. He was already ten minutes late and had asked one of the nurses to lie to the patients parents for him. Shit if that chart didn't turn up soon he was going to be digging his own grave.

Molly stood behind Sherlock her mouth hanging open "you need to take that up to Doctor Watson on the children's ward right away" Sherlock sighed that was what he'd forgotten. The mystery notes doctor "of course Molly right away" he rushed out of the room towards paediatrics with his lab coat billowing behind him.

John was starting to panic even more he could hear the parents arguing with the nurse that he'd sent to delay them and realized that he was going have to go in and say he'd lost Amy's chart. John Watson stepped away from the wall and began walking towards the door but before he could reach it someone ran straight into him knocking him onto his back.

Sherlock Holmes fell on top of the man he'd just ran straight into and after laying completely still with the smaller man groaning in pain underneath him, he spotted a name tag Dr. perfect just the man he was looking for.

Johns head felt like it had cracked open, the pounding resonated through his brain and he felt a weight on top of him so he couldn't even get up. He opened his eyes to see a handsome pale stranger looking down at him excitedly "Doctor Watson?"

"Yes?" he said groggily

"I'm Doctor Sherlock Holmes and I have what you're looking for"

"you better mean my missing chart" Johns attempt at sounding threatening fell completely flat as Sherlock hoisted him up from the ground

"fortunately I do, but I'm also here to say I've taken the case and I'd like to join you in meeting the girl's parents"

"yeah sure" John wished he could have taken that back because somehow he knew he just knew that this was a terrible idea. Oh holy shit this was not going to end well.

I churned this out at 2 in the morning and have only now got back to the chapter to make corrections.

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