Title: Skull –my sort of friend

Summary: A social work student has been assigned to work with Mr S Holmes who has just been realised from re-hab. This is about how the social work student helps shape a detective and then becomes a skull on a mantelpiece (No romance or pairings. Tried not to have a Mary-sue character).

A/N: This story is told through the skulls' point of view before it became just a skull. The character is not created at male or female so that you can make your own mind up about this. I also left the character nameless as it leaves the Skull with some mystery. I hope you enjoy. The character might not be quite right but this was seven years ago before Sherlock meet John Watson.

Epilogue

Seven Years later.

"Is that a real skull?" John Watson questioned. I smiled as I stood next to my skull, "Goon tell him who I am Sherlock!" I laughed.

"Yes, of course. Was a friend… though when I say friend…" They quickly moved on as I laughed at Sherlock's awkwardness.

It was not long after that Lestrade floated in.

I smiled as Lestrade and Sherlock banted as John sat down on the chair in amazement. As Sherlock left I stopped him in the hallway, "Sherlock, his a Doctor."

Sherlock glared at me, "So"

"So! You could use him." I waited for Sherlock to catch on to his own brilliantness.

He clicked his fingers, "Of course!" He moved back up the stairs.

I chuckled.

"The game is on John!"

I glared as they left the house, "That's my line Sherlock!"

At 221B baker street sitting above the fireplace sits a skull. A skull that was no longer human but would always be watching over the boys at 221B Baker Street throughout their adventures. As without this skull the most famous detective in all of London may never have found his destiny.

Baker Street is quite and as Sherlock Holmes and Dr John Watson run through London. A shadow appears over the skull. The shadow smiles as it speaks those famous words, "The game is on."

And this is not the end but the beginning of Sherlock Holmes and Dr John Watson's adventures.