Jason glared at the Doctor. "I am, Doctor," he said. Tears were stinging his eyes. He took shaky breathes and he put his hands on the TARDIS railings. He looked down. "I am dying. My heart is damaged. I .. I only have a short time left. Only a few weeks. No one knows. Except for Timothy," Jason said as he started to sob. " I can't tell my Elsa, it will crush her. "
The Doctor shook his head even more as the young Holmes spoke. No! He thought to himself. This boy , this young MAN has too much to live for!
"You can't be dying. You're just pulling an old man's leg!" he said. "You're too young! Barely lived!"
Jason clutched his hands into fists. He turned and he faced the other man. Anger etched his features. "Are you hard of hearing old man?!" he spat. "I AM DYING."
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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..
