Disclaimer: We do not own Sherlock Holmes, Dr Watson or 221b Baker Street. But we would love to be able to build a TARDIS and visit !!!

Authors Note : This is a joint effort by myself and Medcat !! We had alot of fun writing this and i hope you will enjoy reading it !!

A Tapestry of Life

A Collab of Two Cats!!

Prologue

Where was Holmes? Now I was growing increasingly frantic as I limped on, calling his name and getting no response. Finally, in the darkest corner of the alley, I saw something or someone on the ground (it was too dark to see who or what) and heard a feeble groan. Warily, I came closer, calling softly,

"Holmes?"

I heard back a faintly whispered "Watson"…the relief and trust in his voice made my breath catch…I dropped to my knees next to him, gently turning him onto his side and brushing his hair off his forehead.

"Holmes? Can you hear me?" My fingers were on his carotid artery even as I spoke.

His pulse was thready…blood loss then…and incipient shock, most likely, from pain as well as blood loss. No time to lose.

"Watson," he whispered back. "Thank God you're here." He clutched at my arm with all the desperation of a drowning man.

"It's all right, Holmes," I murmured, striving to keep my voice level and my hands from shaking. "I'll get you to Charing Cross."

His grip on my arm became even stronger.

"No, no hospitals," he rasped. "I implore you, Watson."

"Very well," I acquiesced, seeing he was growing increasingly agitated. "Baker Street it is."

"Thank you, my dear Watson," he whispered and lost consciousness a few seconds later, as I struggled to lift him into my arms without jostling him.

Hope you enjoyed the prologue. More comming very shortly in the next chapter!