Sherlock- Spy at 221b

Chapter 3

When we made it to Baker Street and I had a sudden thought, when John took a look at my leg and saw there was nothing wrong I would be in big trouble. I needed a new idea and it came me.

We walked inside and a small lady came up to us

"Oh dear" she whispered "not another one, I'll go put on the kettle"

Sherlock carried me up the stairs and into his flat, he put me down onto a couch and without any words walked down the hall and into a room.

"Don't mind him" said John "I think he's only cranky cause you're not dead- god that sounds terrible, he doesn't have anything against you it's just he likes to solve murders."

"So-so he's like a detective?" I ask

"Yah yah sort of" John said "so umm what happened to you?"

I told him a story about me bumping into a man and him accusing me of stealing, and how he pushed me to the ground and with his big boots he stepped on my knee, really, really hard and then left me in that alley and how I was there all night with my knee hurting really bad.

"Wow" John seemed shocked "umm can I take a look at your knee?"

"Yes, just be gentle" I really had had this happen to me but it was about a year back, but in the real version of events I had actually tried to steal his wallet. My knee still makes clicking sounds and moves a lot more then it should.

He felt my knee "I Think the bone at the top,you know the disk like one,"

I nod, "The Patella?"

"Yes, I think you might have that out of place, and you probably have another bone or two out of place."

I found it hard to keep the shock out of my face because I never thought my injury was actually that serious.

"Can you fix it?" I ask

"Well, I won't have to operate but I will have to move some stuff around and you'll have to wear a tenser for a while."

Perfect I thought to myself plenty of time to be around Baker Street, but I still need to keep the act going.

"Your too nice" I say to the doctor "but don't you have other things to do sir?"

I can tell he is taken aback just a little by being addressed as sir.

"It really isn't any trouble" he says kindly "it won't take long"

"Thank you" I say to John and he smiles.

"You just rest a little and I'll go get some tea."

I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.