Of All Things - WatsonThere was one thing that Watson could never get used to, one thing that Holmes did that always slowly drove him insane, with worry and even guilt sometimes for not being there It was when he would disappear for weeks on end. He would say he would be back soon, that it was a simple case, But he wouldn't return.Of All Things - Watson5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was never contact either in these, just a disoriented Holmes wandering home at an ungodly hour, hurt beyond what any normal Human would have given up at. But he always found his way home, to his doctor, to safety.
He prayed that would be today that the next time the door opened that he would slam down his journal and bolt out to the staircase to find Holmes in a heap on the floor, hurt, but alive.
But now, the door opened quietly, never a good sign, was it Mrs. Hudson? He set down his journal and stood, walking from his office and placing his hand on the door to Holmes' study. It was officer Clark