{Sequel to Help is Always Given} "Doctor," Sherlock asks hesitantly, biting his lip. "How bad is it?" The Doctor stares at the detective for a moment before shifting his gaze to the floor. He takes a deep breath and releases it slowly. He can't answer a question he doesn't have the answer for. "It's alright, Doctor. I trust you." {I own none of the characters except Thomas} [Also, the Zenethians are my creation.] |Cover photo done by me|