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Chapter 4

Sherlock was bored they'd been talking to the dying girls parents for half an hour already. He wanted to get to the diagnosing but every time he tried to move the other doctor would glare at him, forcing him to remain seated. He'd completely lost track of the conversation and was instead staring out the window watching people rush about busying themselves with other things. Sherlock had receded so far into his own head that he didn't hear Doctor Watson calling for him. Then suddenly the other doctors hand appeared in front of his face "what?" he practically snarled at the other doctor

"Doctor Holmes Mr and Mrs. Dawson were wondering what you thought of Amy's symptoms?" the doctor smiled but one look at his eyes told Sherlock he was in deep trouble. Sherlock walked over to the sedated girl's bedside "well I haven't seen her before today but from Doctor Watson's extensive notes we can rule out most of the simple explanations. You're her parents has she experienced chest pains before?" he glanced quickly over to the parents and then returned to looking at the girl.

"No never she would have told us" the mother said. Sherlock pulled the blanket covering the sleeping girl back and began lifting up her top "excuse me doctor what do you think you're doing?" the mother was staring at him as if he was doing something horrible. He ignored her and continued what he was doing "Doctor Watson come here"

"Those weren't there before" raised lumps covered the girl's chest.

"Oh god" the husband stood there and stared at his daughter

"Doctor Watson tell me you know what's wrong with her?" the mother had started weeping. Sherlock stayed silent and waited for him to answer her "I have to do some more research but I promise that I will do everything I can to help your daughter"

"Thank you Doctor" she said and then Doctor Watson left the room and Sherlock quickly followed.

Sherlock lounged in the visitor chair in Doctor Watson's office while he furiously scanned through medical text books "any ideas yet Doctor Watson?"

"You can call me John and no there's nothing that really matches"

"Then you can call me Sherlock and you must not be looking hard enough"

"Well maybe you should try actually helping me instead of sitting there and drinking my tea" John glared at him and Sherlock smiled back "I am helping you just don't realize it yet"

"Sherlock you better not be keeping what's wrong with the girl from me if you are you need to tell me now" John said sternly

"I don't know anything here pass me one of those books I'll read though it"

"Fine" John threw him a book with a green cover and bold gold lettering and Sherlock opened it and began to read.

It was just past twelve and John Watson's eyes were beginning to close he'd been here since seven this morning and his energy reserves were dwindling fast "you can go to sleep you know"

"Huh?"

"Go to sleep I'll wake you up if I need you"

"oh okay are you sure?" he asked Sherlock hoping to god that he said yes

"yes I would find it easier to concentrate without the sound of your breathing" Sherlock said without even glancing up from his book.

John left quickly not bothering to answer Sherlock frowning as he went one minute Sherlock couldn't take his eyes of him and the next he'd rather look at a book. Sherlock was some sort of enigma John could never tell what he was thinking. Though to be fair to him he'd only spent a day with the strange man maybe over time John would figure him out. Right now though John needed to figure out what was wrong with Amy and although Sherlock was meant to be this great doctor he didn't seem to be helping much.

Sherlock searched through John's desk he knew that John was an army doctor and was only working in this job because he'd had no other option. There had to be more though and Sherlock was determined to find out. He already had a good idea of what the girl had but he needed to book her in for the right tests to confirm his suspicions. He was slowly realising that if he did that he'd have to leave John without even getting to know him and that would be an awful shame.

John checked his watch when he got up the next morning it said fifteen minutes past eleven but that couldn't be right Sherlock had said he'd wake him up. This was just fantastic that basterd had completely forgotten about him John stormed out of the on call room in search of Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock had arranged for the girl to get an MRI and a CT to search for the numerous tumours he was sure that they'd find covering her body. It explained the lumps and the excruciating pain he was almost positive she had a rare condition called Schwannomatosis which caused many tumours to develop around nerves. She was pretty far gone she must have completely missed the beginning symptoms such as numbness, tingling and weakness in her fingers and toes. If Sherlock was right there was no easy cure for this disease and the girl would have to have the tumours removed and hope they didn't develop again.

John was fuming he couldn't find Sherlock any where a nurse had said he'd rushed out of Johns office earlier this morning. Then when he went to check on Amy he discovered that both his patient and Sherlock were missing. He checked her chart hoping that someone had written in what was going on but there was nothing. John didn't understand why he even thought for a second that a man like Sherlock Holmes would ever stop to write anything down. He stored it all in that massive swollen head of his. John was going to kill him.

Sherlock smiled when he saw John walking towards him and then he looked again. John was angry really angry his fists were clenched and as John came closer Sherlock was pretty sure he was going to get one of those tightly clenched fists to the face. He began backing away "John did you have a nice nap?" John snarled at him

"Yes wonderful why didn't you wake me up?"

"I forgot" He answered and for his answer Sherlock got that fist in the face he was waiting for.

"I figured out what was wrong with the girl I had to organise a CT and a MRI so I just got on with that I'm sorry John" John sighed and Sherlock knew he was forgiven
"Its fine so what's your diagnoses Doctor Holmes?"

"Schwannomatosis"

"Oh um ..." John looked confused so Sherlock resigned himself to having to explain and he did.

John had the girl sent to surgery straight after the MRI and the CT scan confirmed Sherlock's diagnoses and had the tumours that surrounded most of her nerves removed. John was ecstatic they had solved it so quickly "I could kiss you Sherlock Holmes that was incredible" Sherlock laughed at him "John I was wondering..."

"What?"

"Come work with me help me solve cases"

"Sherlock you don't need my help I practically slept through the whole thing"

"Your notes were the only reason I even took this case you know"

"What really?"

"yes so come work with me I need you John" Sherlock looked so serious there was no way he could say no "if you need me that much then sure I'll be your partner" Sherlock smiled at him and began dragging him away from the children's ward "first I'll show you my bench in the pathology lab an then you can see my office" Sherlock had become a excited child desperately trying to show John everything. He honestly couldn't wait to begin to work with Sherlock and John felt just as excited as Sherlock looked.

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So that's the end of their first case together I'm pretty sure I'm going to continue this and show them working together and have their relationship develop into something more. they'll have at least one more case after this one.