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CHAPTER 1

Dr Watson sat, back straight like a poker. He was staring at the small gold object in his hand, it was Mycroft's 'private oxygen supply'. But he'd last seen this in Switzerland, just before the peace conference. That had been the night... The night Sherlock had fallen. His thoughts rounded upon the crux of the matter, what was the object in question doing here? On his desk no less!

A dark chuckle came from the empty red armchair, realization hit the Doctor like a bullet. Anger filled him. He stood, shaking almost imperceptibly. He slowly made his way towards the chair. Then growled out in a low voice,

"You vazey ratbag!!!"

Again he heard that chuckle.

"Remove the disguise Holmes." Watson growled.

No sooner had the words had left his mouth than had the mask been pulled off and discarded, to reveal the strikingly handsome face of one Mr Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock- as Watson had taken to calling him mentally- looked incredibly proud of himself, as he exclaimed in an ignorantly happy voice

" You haven't changed a bit Watson!"

"Yes I have." Watson whispered. He was thinking of his recently discovered attraction to the man before him.

"I have changed irreversibly." Watson continued in much the same tone.

Slowly he crept closer to Sherlock, a predatory glint in his eyes.

"Do you wish me to reveal what wrought this change upon me, Holmes?"

Sherlock nodded, obviously too overwhelmed by the current situation to form speech.

Then Watson said the words that would change their whole relationship forever.

"I love Sherlock Holmes."