When it's getting closer to the time of the doctor's appointment, Lestrade is already at the house, having stopped by earlier than planned, wanting to be there to make sure the two are ok with the doctor since John especially might have problems if he thinks the doctor isn't doing the right thing. So he heads up to the boy's room, smiling a little as he sees them curled up together. He walks over and sits on the edge of the bed, reaching out to ruffle John's hair a little, rubbing his arm slowly. "Come on, guys.. time to wake up." he says as he reaches over and shakes Sherlock's arm a little as well. He can't help but smile as he watches the two sleepily wake up, idly thinking about how adorable they are as kids.
"Lestrade?" Sherlock asks, being able to see him over John's shoulder a he rubs one of his eyes. "What are you doing here?" He asks, yawning before he untangles himself and sits up, nudging John a little to make sure he wakes up.
For a few moments longer, John clings to Sherlock's hand, then he rolls onto his back to look up at Lestrade. "What time is it?" He asks before he, too, sits up, stretching his arms above his head.
"It's about half past one." Lestrade says with a soft smile as he looks at the two. "Come on. Up you get. Time to visit the doctor." he says as he shakes John's leg a little with a small grin.
Grunting a little, John climbs off the bed and then walks to the bathroom, coming out a few minutes later to find Sherlock waiting for him, and ducking in after him. He runs a hand through his blonde hair, then smoothes it down slowly before he looks over at Lestrade. "What are you doing here, don't you have work?" he asks in confusion, glancing at the clock for a moment.
Lestrade nods a little as he watches John, smiling. "Brought you some new shoes, by the way.. since Mycroft said you soaked yours this morning. Not entirely smart, by the way." he says quietly. "I got the afternoon off, said that I had to help out, take some kids to the doctor who I found, in the line of duty." he says with a little smirk as he watches John, ruffling his hair a little. "How are you holding up?" he asks as he looks at the young soldier.
Considering the question, John gets his shoes from Lestrade before he sits down, taking the tags off and changing how the laces are threaded before he starts to put them on. "I'm doing alright. Trying to teach Sherlock what it's like to be a kid. Getting soaked earlier was bloody well worth it, to see Sherlock actually laughing." He says with a big grin, shaking his head for a few moments.
"Language, John." Lestrade says in a firm, scolding tone, frowning briefly. "You could get away with swearing like that an older man, but you won't get away with it as a kid." he says in a firm tone. "I'm surprised you aren't ordering Sherlock to start working on antidote, rather than teaching him what it's like to be a kid." he says as he looks at John curiously.
For a few moments, John watches Lestrade, then he sighs a little and nods quietly. "Yeah. Don't get me wrong, I do want him to work on a way to fix this. But we're not getting any worse. And who knows how long it will take him to even figure out what happened to us. Much less if he can find a way to reverse it. So what's the harm in spending a few days being a kid?" He says as he looks up at the now taller detective, finished with tying his shoes.
Coming out of the bathroom, Sherlock yawns a little as he trudges over to Lestrade and takes his shoes, putting on some socks he snagged along the way. "Too much sleep. I have got to fix that." He says with a little shake of his head, sitting down on the floor to put his socks on and then his shoes, still seeming to almost be half asleep.
Lestrade smiles a little. "Well I'm not going to carry you, so you better wake up a bit more. Come on.. Mycroft is downstairs waiting." he says as he gets up, putting his hand on the back of each of the boy's shoulders, guiding them out the door in front of him and downstairs, grabbing their jackets in turn, being able to tell whose is whose just by the styling, with John's being a shorter, heavier material in black, which Lestrade helps him into, while Sherlock has a knee-length pea coat type style which the detective tries to get into himself.
Seeing him struggling with the unfamiliar coat, John shakes his head and moves over to help him into it, grinning a bit. "You need a scarf." he says as he tugs the two sides of the coat together. "Your neck is too b- er.. too long." He says slowly, trying to curb his swearing because Lestrade is right in that sense, he knows that he needs to get better if he's going to be this young for long. "And gloves." He says with a little snicker. "Then you'll almost look like normal.. just smaller." He says with a big grin for a moment, which slowly fades into a brown. "And still that much taller than I am. Idiot." He grumbles quietly.
"No fighting, boys, we're already running behind." Mycroft says as he joins them with his umbrella, glancing down at them and then crouching down to do up Sherlock's coat, adjusting it back so it will fit right. "There. Now, the car is waiting, let's go." He says before he heads out, the rain having let up to just the faintest drizzle, but it's enough for Mycroft to use his umbrella as he ushers the youngsters into the car.
Sherlock looks a little upset about being babied, but otherwise he says nothing, just climbs into the car to sit by one of the windows, buckling up carefully and making sure that John buckles up the same in the middle seat. Mycroft sits across from them and Lestrade on the far side from the detective. Finally, when everyone is settled the car heads off to the doctor's office.
The office itself is like all other doctor's offices. It's cold, clean, and clinical. John doesn't seem to mind it, but Sherlock clearly seems nervous in that environment so John takes one of the detective's hands in both of his and gives him a smile. They squeeze into one of the somewhat large chairs together with Lestrade beside them as Mycroft goes to the nurse to tell them they are here.
Not long after that is when the nurse comes out to call John in, but they both stand. "We just need John at the moment." She says toward the curly haired boy.
"We will be staying together." Sherlock informs the nurse. "We have agreed that we will see the doctor together, or not at all." he announces, tilting his head up as he waits to be challenged.
Of course, the nurse just smiles in a condescending way, giving Sherlock an odd sort of appraising look before she smiles. "I'm afraid that we can't do that.."S he says slowly as she obviously tries to convince the boys to stay apart. "We're not going to hurt your friend..."
Knowing that look and deciding to intervene, Mycroft slowly gets up. "As one of their guardians, I have no problem them attending the appointment of the other. I can remain in the room as well if it would make the doctor feel better about it, but I really see no reason for it." He says after stepping over to the three. Some of the other parents in the room are looking at them nervously, and some nosier people look on with interest as they try to figure out what's going on.
Reluctantly, the nurse sighs a little. "Very well, but this is highly unusual." She says with a little shake of her head. "There's no need for you to come, sir, unless they want you to." She says as she looks at Mycroft, knowing enough not to argue with the obviously powerful man.
Finally, the two boys are led to an examination room where the nurse goes and gets the second file, doing the preliminary things such as height, weight, blood pressure, etc. When they are left alone again, Sherlock frowns. "I do not like that woman." he decides as he slides off the bed, starting to be nosy and look through cabinets of the room.
"Sherlock, what are you doing? Stop that!" John scolds as he watches Sherlock, pulling him away from the cabinets and putting everything back where it was. "There was something odd about that nurse, but maybe she was just having a bad day or maybe it was just because we're odd and wanted to stay together." he says before he looks at Sherlock seriously. "We need to make sure to not be too smart for our ages." he says as he looks at Sherlock. "Well, maybe you don't have to worry about it. You probably haven't changed." he says with a slight smirk as he looks at the seemingly older boy.
Before much more can be said, the doctor comes in, being an elderly man in his late 40's to early 50's, hi dark brown, almost black hair is mostly salt and pepper at this point. He has a lab coat on, and is a relatively tall man, still relatively fit for his age with glasses and a short-cropped beard that is almost all white. He looks up from his folder at the two boys and gives them a kind smile. "Alright, boys.. you're quite close friends, aren't you? I'm told that you were found by the Detective Inspector out there. Been together for a while, have you?" he asks, sounding amused but gentle.
John shakes his head as he looks over at Sherlock. "Not that long." He says quietly with a little smile, shrugging for a few moments. "He's my best friend." He announces proudly as he looks up at the doctor, reaching over and taking Sherlock's hand as if afraid the two are going to be separated.
Seeming a little amused, the doctor nods a little. "I understand, son. Let's get you two back up on this bed so I can see you a bit better, hm?" he asks as he waits for John to let go of Sherlock, then he grabs John under the arms gently and lifts him up onto the bed, then does the same with Sherlock. "Well, you're a little light for your age." he says as he looks at Sherlock. "So let's start with you." he says with a nod of his head. "Sherlock, that's an unusual name. How are you feeling today, any aches, pains, bruises that I should know about?" he asks as he goes to pull a few instruments. After glancing at the protective posture of John, the doctor smiles. "I'm just going to check his eyes and ears, and then I've been instructed to do a full panel of blood work on both of you so I'll need to draw some blood, alright?" he asks as he looks between the two.
"I'm not afraid of needles." Sherlock says simply as he waits for the doctor to go through his tests, "I've always had excellent hearing and vision." he adds after a moment, holding out his left arm when the doctor goes to get a needle.
The doctor comes back and he smiles. "I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Dr. Martin. But you can call me David if you want." He offers as he ties off a bad around Sherlock's small arm and then he expertly takes two vials of blood. "Alright?" He asks as he looks at Sherlock, having the young man fold his arm around the piece of gauze he presses to the wound. After writing down the correct information on the vials, he turns back to finish the exam.
John watches everything very closely to make sure he's doing everything right, because while he may not be a pediatrician, a physical is a physical whether you're 5 or 50. The only difference is the way the doctor approaches the patient. Still, he seems satisfied with how it goes, and after the doctor is writing down the results of his exam, he looks at Sherlock. "Alright?" he ask says as he looks at the other boy.
A sharp nod is given from Sherlock as he looks at John for a few moments and smiles lightly. "I'm fine, John." He reassures the blonde, squeezing his hand a little before he turns to watch him as closely as he was being watched by John.
Dr. Martin watches them both and he smiles. "You boys are pretty quiet." he says as he looks at them. "I won't bite, I promise." he says with a little chuckle. "It's alright. You don't have to trust me. You boys are used to being on your own, I can tell you're independent. But it's not so bad you know. Relying on someone besides each other. So far you seem to be in good health though." he says as he continues to examine John, taking the blood and doing everything else he needs to. "You are definitely one of my easiest patients today even if you gave my nurse a bit of trouble outside." He teases the two boys, smiling. "It's nice to see boys like you who are so close. Never lose that. Never let anyone come between you boys. That is the worst thing that happens when you get older. Especially never let it be a girl." He teases with a little laugh.
Making an obvious look of distaste, Sherlock watches the doctor. "I can assure you, Dr. Martin, a woman will never be the one to come between John and I." he says with a little shudder, since when he was an adult, he was never one to lean toward the female persuasion.
"Oh, I know, girls are icky, aren't they?" Dr. Martin says with a little smile. "You may not always think that, though. Don't keep secrets from each other, and don't let anyone turn you against each other. You seem like good boys." He says as he pats their knees. "Now, let me just take this away and have it sent off to our lab, and then I will talk to your guardian. Hopefully you two will be home causing mischief before too long." he says before he chuckles, reaching out to ruffle Sherlock's hair, laughing when the boy swats at his hand, before he turns to walk out.
"He isn't so bad." John says as he holds the cause on the spot on his elbow, slowly swinging his legs. "Do you think anything could ever come between us, Sherlock?" he asks, suddenly sounding worried about that since it's not something he ever thought of before now, and now it's the only thing he can think of.
Sherlock nods a little as he considers it. "No, he is not bad as far as doctor's go." he says quietly as he looks around the room, taking in the signs and everything before he looks back at John. Sighing, he scoots over closer to the other boy and takes his hand, tangling their fingers together.
"Don't be an idiot, John. Of course nothing will ever come between us. We'll be together until we're old, wrinkled men forced to retire."
Ok.. doctor chapter had to be done. It didn't come out quite like I wanted it to, but I know like nothing about medicine, and doubted it would be very interesting for me to describe everything that goes on in your typical physical. So I glossed over it. Those two will be thick as thieves. They're going to get into so much trouble together. :D
Reviewsc/comments welcome!