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He sighed. "...Hey, I'm alright John. I promise." He said, watchinghin. Faelyn frowned


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he scowled. "sherlock." he warned.


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Sherlcok blinked. "Really john. I'm okay." He said


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he narrowed his eyes.


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(I'm just going to skip a bit.)

It was a while later. They had finished breakfast and had gone home. Sherlcok, once at the flat had gone upstairs and went to bed. It was about three hours now since Sherlock had fallen asleep. Faelynn and John were hanging out downstairs.

Faelynn soon stood up, heading upstairs to check on Sherlock. She entered the bedroom, looking at Sherlock. She moved over, looking him over. Her eyes widened a bit. "Sherlock?" She asked, gently shaking him. He was unresponsive. His skin looked really pale. There was a small red mark on his arm. His breathing was shallow and a bit labored. She blinked, watching him. "John!" Faelynn called out.


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john had been in his chair, but jumped up when he heard his daughter. he rushed upstairs and blinked. "sherlock..?"


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She frowned. "He's not Responding. He looks really pale and he's having trouble breathing." She said. She looked him over. She blinked, gently setting a hand on Sherlock's arm. She carefully examined the red mark. She frowned. "It looks like he's been stabbed with something. Something small like a needle." She said.


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he scowled. "sweetie, go call molly and your grandpa lestrad." he said and quickly mothered over to sit sherlock up, feeling his pulse.


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Sherlock didnt seem to respond much to John moving him. Faelynn frowned. She turned, quickly heading downstairs to get the phone. His pulse was faint and quicker then normal.

After a moment, Faelynn came back upstairs. "Dad? There's a woman here. She says she knows you two. "Faelynn said.

"Thank you dear. You can head downstairs now." The woman said as she moved in. Faelynn nodded, heading downstairs. The woman then looked at John. "Hello John." She said. It was Irene Adler. "I see your boyfriend isn't doing so well." She said.


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he blinked. "irene! look, i need help-"


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