My savior, my angel- a Johnlock fan fiction

Chapter 10 ~H is for hospital

Sherlock
When we finally arrived at the hospital, we quickly got out of the cab.

"How do you know if he's still here?" John asked me.

"I don't."

"Then how are we going to find him?"

"We check the security cameras and look for his name in the administration papers, although I don't think he used his own name."

"And you think we're just going to walk in there..." he pointed at the building "...and that they'll just give us all of that?!"

"No, but Mycroft can." I pushed through the heavy doors and walked into the big entrance hall. The place looked bright and clean and had a typical hospital smell.

"Mycroft?! Is he coming too?" He looked confused and a small line formed itself on his forehead, like it always did when he didn't understand something.

"Of course not, John..." I took something from my pocket and waved with it. "...he's already here." A small grin appeared on my face and I put the pass back into my coat. When John also got it, he also smiled a little.
"How did you even get that?"

"Do you really want to know?" I raised one eyebrow.

"Well, never mind. Where are we heading?" John said as a small blush crept on his cheeks. I stepped in line for the administration desk. There was one old lady before us. At the sound of it, she had difficulty with her payment. Luckily she was done pretty quickly.

"Hello, can I help you guys?" She gave me a big smile.

"We are going to need all the camera footage and the guest list." The look on the face of the woman changed immediately and her big smile made place for confusion and fear.
"Well, I can't... I can't just... give those to you, I mean... I mean... you'll need to get to the... to the manager and..."
I interrupted her and shoved the pass under her nose.
"Show this to your manager and after that, give us what we need." I sighted. I tapped with my fingers on the desk, waiting for the woman to return.
When she did, the manager was walking with her.

"Mr. Holmes, at what do we owe this pleasure?" He asked. A big smile on his face. I quickly scanned him. He wasn't very interesting. He had a wife, but had an affaire with the woman who just helped us. Ate too much, but was trying out a diet. Nothing special.

"I would like to see all the camera footage of the past few weeks, and the guest book." I said, getting straight to the point. The manager looked surprised for a moment before answering. "Of course, mr Holmes, if you follow me, I'll lead you to the security." He walked to stand before the desk with us and pointed in a direction. He started walking and Sherlock and I followed him.

The man opened the door to the security and told the men who sat there, that we could have a look at the security footage, before apologising quickly to us that he really had to leave.  We stepped into the room and looked around. It all wasn't very fancy, but it would do. Sherlock spoke to one of the men and gestured for me to come look at the footage.
"You have seen him once, right?" Sherlock asked me. I nodded. I had. He once was at a party where me and Mary also had gone to. The two of them were talking the whole evening. Maybe that's when it all started, I thought to myself. I got ripped out of my chain of thoughts by Sherlock saying to me that I had to pay attention to the footage.