It had been 2 weeks since Sherlock had got the news that he had cancer the painful headaches still persisted but as of so far he had rejected any further treatment than his painkillers he was given. " Sherlock, when are you going to stop this? You were supposed to start your cancer treatment a week ago." John told him looking at his friend who was examining a sample under a microscope that he had taken from a past crime scene.
" Because I don't want anything to distract me from my work" Sherlock said not looking at John.
" Sherlock, you've got cancer. Do you know what that means?"
" Of course I do John, I've heard about it plenty of times, I have a tumor growing in my brain and it's only to get worse."
" Yes but it means it's already a distraction. You can't just hide the issue away and pretend it isn't there. Whether you like it or not you're going to have to give it some notice, and you might as well do it now before it's too late and there isn't any treatment left to give because it's so far advanced."
Sherlock sighed pulling away from his microscope to look to his flat mate "Why does it bother you that much?" He asked.
" Because you're my friend Sherlock that's why. I care about you I want you to get better."
" There is no getting better from cancer John. Even if I did beat this thing as you would say it will still be there lingering always in my life threatening to make a return." John sighed getting quite annoyed now at his friends refusal, as he walked back to the living room seeing a familar figure stood at the doorway
" Mycroft?" John spoke
" Yes hello John, is Sherlock in?" He asked. John simply pointed over to the kitchen pointing to the curly haired man at the microscope. Mycroft walked over over the kitchen umbrella still in hand " hello dear brother." Sherlock glanced up seeing his brother in his usual well ironed grey suit
" What do you want?" He asked.
" I have been informed of a certain reluctance of course to not having treatment for the illness of yours " He said sitting on the chair opposite him.
" Yes, and? What is it to you?" He said going back to his microscope.
" Well I couldn't just sit back and watch John struggle with such a matter now could I?"
" It's none of your business " Sherlock retorted
" Oh come now dear brother, you're family. I've booked you an appointment at a private clinic later today, I expect you to attend Sherlock" Mycroft said sliding a card across the table " I have already discussed it with John previously."
Sherlock glanced down at the card though not really taking notice " goodbye Mycroft " He said getting up and grabbing a different sample from the counter.
Mycroft stood up as he the left the room " Make sure that he goes wont you? Goodbye John" He said as he briskly walked down the stairs and out of the flat. " Bye Mycroft " John replied, before walking to the kitchen and sitting down.
" Why did you tell him? People don't need to know " Sherlock asked immediately
" I didn't tell him, he was the one who asked me. He knew about the cancer Sherlock. He works for the government i'm pretty sure it was easy for him to look at the medical records or whatever it is your brother does. He asked me why you hadn't had any treatment and i said that you had refused it. " John replied.
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A few hours later they had arrived at the clinic that was on the card Mycroft had given them, by some miracle Sherlock had actually turned up " Understand something John, I'm only here at this present moment to shut my brother up because i know what he is like " Sherlock told his flatmate as they were seated in a waiting area.
" Mr Sherlock Holmes " A voice called from a room down the hall, and Sherlock reluctantly get up walking down the hall as he entered the room John following behind. " Just get whatever it is you need to do, so I can go back home, I have a head in the fridge i need to to tend to" Sherlock told the Doctor. The Doctor looked a little shocked and puzzled at the remark and looked to John
" He's a detective... Of sorts " He explained.
" Well Sherlock " He said starting to glance through the file " you're here to start your treatment now aren't you? Says you were supposed to of started it a week ago why's that ?" He asked, but Sherlock didn't reply.
" He refused it all except for the painkillers " John explain, it felt more like John was Sherlock's voice at the minute.
The Doctor nodded looking at his file once more " Well we're going to start you off with a low dose of chemotherapy to see how it goes. The tumor is currently too big to operate on at the moment we think, and this process can shrink it so that it able to " He spoke closing the file. Sherlock seemed to tense at the word and John glanced over clearly noticing.
" The Doctor never mentioned anything about it being inoperable " John spoke his gaze going back to the doctor.
" Well no it's not it's just we feel that it would be safer and there would be a better rate being able to get of it totally if we use chemotherapy first" He replied.
Sherlock get up walking out of the room. " Not again " John sighed w going to find him, though this time he hadn't walked off totally he was only sat down the hall again his head in his hands. " Sherlock " John said down beside him
" Sorry " Sherlock apologised instantly hearing his voice.
" Why are you sorry? " John asked
" For walking out like that again."
" What's wrong Sherlock ?" He asked.
" Cancer John. I have cancer, 2 weeks ago i don't know if you got the memo" Sherlock snapped. Finally for once he had shown an emotional response to what was happening to him John thought.
" I know, but if you start this treatment it can start to get better now can't it " he said placing his hand on his tense friends back, feeling it instantly relax as he did.
" W-will you stay with me?" He stuttered finally looking to John, his eyes already red, he had been crying.
John nodded " Of course I will, I'm not anywhere " He smiled faintly.
" Thanks " He replied nodding " I know i get annoyed at you lot, but you're a good friend John, a good man" He said pulling him self together as he straightened himself out standing up.