The Doctor was messing around with his guitar when he heard the knock on his door. He slid the instrument around so that it was on his back as he walked towards the door. "If this is another person trying to sell me another useless trinket!" he said as he opened the door.
Jason looked up at the older man as he openned the door. "No," he said, faking a smile. "Only a man in need of a good doctor."
The Doctor looked at him. He nodded, stepping to the side to let Jason walk in. When the young Holmes was inside, he shut the door. He flipped the guitar back to where he had it before and he tuned the cords as he walked over. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" he asked.
Jason sighed. "I'm dying," he told him matter of factly.
The Doctor stopped playing. He spun on his heel to face the boy. His facial expressions displaying his disbelief. He shook his head in shock. "No, no, no," he said. "No!"
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The Death of Jason Holmes.
FanfictionJason, son of Sherlock Holmed, knows that he is dying. He goes to visit an old friend, The Doctor, to seek his help. WARNING: As stated, there is character death..
