I opened my eyes to the glaring whiteness of the hospital room. I could here monitors beeping...and somebody breathing. My eyes adjusted slowly to see Sherlock asleep in a hard backed hospital chair.
I tried to sit up and hissed in pain. Sherlock's eyes popped open.
"Keyland are you okay?" he gasped sitting up quickly.
"Yeah..." I said tiredly, laying back down.
Sherlock grabbed my hand. Warmth spread through my body.
"What do you remember?" he asked softly.
"It's all a blur." I said.
"Well you did lose 40% of your blood. Its a miracle you survived. I was so worried!"
Sherlock's eyes drifted down to my lips. I watched with wide eyes as he leaned toward me. The door to my hospital room opened with a creak, Sherlock stopped and leaned back as Mycroft entered the room. Mycroft's eyebrows were so far up his face they had almost entered orbit.
"Er, I hope I'm not interrupting anything..." Mycroft said awkwardly.
"You're not." Sherlock and I spoke simultaneously.
"Ah. Good..." "Andrea sends her regards. Unfortunately she is in Barbados right now." he said scratching the back of his neck.
"Vacation?" I asked.
"Heavens no. There is unrest she was sent to quell." Mycroft laughs.
"Oh." I say.
"Mycroft might I have a word with you?" Sherlock asks tensely.
"Of course brother mine." Said Mycroft a worried look on his face.
"I'll be right back Keyland." Sherlock said turning to me, then leaving the room.
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The Casebook of Keyland Jones.
FanfictionKeyland Jones' adventures with Sherlock Holmes. After eight years of knowing Sherlock Holmes you would think she would get used to his antics. Or maybe this man is just impossible. Deductions, Danger, Drama and more...
