Returning with a Wound (OPEN)

[Karen 'Kaz' McKay]

"Can I have one of the bandages?"

Karen raised an eyebrow and took out a bandage, walking over to him and sitting down next to him on the sofa.

"You can have one, but my way," and her way was stubbornly tying his tourniquet for him, which she did. "We need to get that bullet out of you... I don't see an exit wound. You haven't got tweezers lying around, have you?" she asked, not caring if he would hate her for helping.

[Molly Hooper]

Molly followed Sherlock and Kaz and sat next to him watching Kaz to see what she would do to get the bullet out.

[Sherlock Holmes]

Sherlock's icy gaze watched as Karen took the bandage over and sat next time him, not giving him a bandages. She did not give him the bandage. Sherlock's gaze flickered over to Molly as she also sat down. Sherlock was sure that normally neither of them would end up sitting on the sofa next to him. "You can have one, but my way," Sherlock's cold gaze returned to Karen. "I am perfectly capable of looking after my own wounds." He commented as he looked at her. Why she insisted on carying for him as beyond the detective. Their last meeting had suggested that she hated him.

"We need to get that bullet out of you... I don't see an exit wound. You haven't got tweezers lying around, have you?" Sherlock thought about this. The only time he used tweazers would be during science experiments and although he cleaned them carefully, he doubted that they would be sterile for working with an open wound. "John might." He said. "But I've texted him to come over and he is a doctor, so we might as well wait for him." Sherlock said calmly.

[Karen 'Kaz' McKay]

"John might." He said. "But I've texted him to come over and he is a doctor, so we might as well wait for him."

"Excuses," she said and rolled her eyes. Of course she had tweezers, she just didn't want to go up to her flat. "Waiting is not really an option, with that tourniquet. We need to get that bullet out as soon as possible so we can bandage the wound up, which we can't do cos there's a bloody bullet still lodged in there."

[Sherlock Holmes]

"Excuses," Sherlock's gaze was cold as he regarded her. It was not excuses, it was the truth. Besides, Sherlock did feel better if a trained doctor who had seen action removed the bullet instead of a model who he did not get on well with. He'd even feel better if Molly removed the bullet, she was trained in a branch of science that worked with bodies, dead bodies, yes, but still more of a medical knowledge that Karen. "I'm sure waiting for a trained doctor is safer." Sherlock pointed out,coldly.

"Waiting is not really an option, with that tourniquet. We need to get that bullet out as soon as possible so we can bandage the wound up, which we can't do cos there's a bloody bullet still lodged in there." Sherlock regarded the wound once again. "The tweazers I have are for science experiments and not sterile. They'd be more likely to infect the wound and as far as medical knowledge goes, I do not believe that it is that far, especially with you." Sherlock commented. Leaning back casually on the sofa, the detective being perfectly fine with waiting.

[Molly Hooper]

Molly sighed. She looked at Sherlock for a moment, then at Karen. "She has a point though Sherlock. Waiting could, in a way, make the wound worse. At least let us get the bullet out. Please? We're trying to help, remember." Molly's voice was gentle. She could often get like that.

[Sherlock Holmes]

Sherlock's gaze flickered from Karen to Molly, as she looked from both him to Karen. Probably deciding which side to take. "She has a point though Sherlock. Waiting could, in a way, make the wound worse. At least let us get the bullet out. Please? We're trying to help, remember." Sherlock's gaze remained on Molly for a few seconds, then they flickered to the skull on the mantel piece, where it rested. They both seemed to be against him. Aparently getting a doctor was not a very good thing when dealing with bullet wounds,

"But as you are both aware, we would need to sterilise the tweazers and have an idea on how to work with wounds." Sherlock commented, taking out his phone and checking to see if there were any messages. None. No cases, or any from John saying he was comming. But the detective was perfectly fine with waiting until John did come, although the tourniquet would be preventing blood flow, and so it would be useful if John came quickly. Although Sherlock probably did have the chemicals needed to sterilize the tweaz3res he did have and use for scientific experiments.

The detective stood up and walked over to the window, looking out at the people who passed ignorantly by, unaware of anything. Still no sign of John. But at least there was no sign of Mycroft coming to check up on him. That hopefully menat that he had avoided all the cameras and that there was no one locally in the pay of the British Government. When again, it could also mean that his brother didn't really care about Sherlock getting shot. Which was the more likely option. His archenemy was like that, only cared when cake was a possibility.

[Molly Hooper]

Molly sighed gently. She walked over to him and looked at him. "Are you not letting Kaz help because you don't like her?" she whispered. "Is that what this is about?" Molly, for one, adored Kaz and had never had a friend like her, but Sherlock always had been edgy with trusting people. Molly just thought he was wrong about Kaz.

[Sherlock Holmes]

The sound of someone approaching did not suprise the detective. They both appeared to be worried about his health. But it certainly wasn't to bad. Yes it hurt, and yes he had been shot. but it didn't appear to be that bad. He wasn't rolling around in agony and was perfectly fine with waiting for John to come and fix it. "Are you not letting Kaz help because you don't like her?" Sherlock heard Molly's voice whisper and the detective gave a small smile. He wasn't that childish, he just prefered to take his chances with an actual doctor.

Is that what this is about?" "No, I simply put more fiath in someone with training and having experienced gun wounds." Sherlock commented, it did appear obvious to him. "I doubt a model would have much knowledge of human anatomy or how to fix a wound. If it comes down to it, you would proove to be better at removing a bullet." Sherlock commented. Although the detective would prefer if he would have an attempt first if John could not make it.

Going into the kitchen, Sherlock looked briefly around, picking up various chemicals in his good hand and examining them. It appeared he did not have any chemicals for numbing the wound. Thast was another thing that John would probably have. Picking up his phone, once again, Sherlock checked for any mesages. None. So he sent John another text, saying that it was urgent, but not really mentioning the fact that he had been shot and that if John did not appear then he would have someone trying to get a bullet out of him with tweazers that had been used for chemical experiments and only just sterilised.

[Molly Hooper]

Molly sighed, but remained this time. "Sorry about him. He's like that, you get used to it." she said to Kaz, giving her a small but genuine smile.

[Karen 'Kaz' McKay]

"Nah, he's right. I wouldn't trust a 'model' with my wounds either," Kaz said, understanding Sherlock's point of view. "I'm just worried about that tourniquet... Has John texted? I could go and get some sterile equipment, cos I doubt John carried some with him. Doctor or not."

[Molly Hooper]

"Okay, Kaz, you should go get some." Molly agreed. "You're right, John will most likely not be carrying any with him, despite being a Doctor."

[Karen 'Kaz' McKay]

"I'll be right back with the tweezers and stuff," Kaz said, standing up and heading for the door. "Molly, look after him. If John isn't here when I get back, Sherlock, I am pinning you down and Molly'll do it." Karen said just before slipping out the door and to her apartment to get her purse and then the needed things for Sherlock's wound.

[Sherlock Holmes]

Sherlock glanced over as Molly spoke to Karen. They did appear to be getting on well. Not that the detective minded, the only thing that bothered him at that point in time was that Karen was attempting to dig a bullet out of his arm, despite the fact that she had no training as a doctor. Sherlock would prefer removing his bullet to letting Karen attempt it. And it wouldn't be too hard to do that, either. He certainly had more medical knowledge than she did. "Sorry about him. He's like that, you get used to it."

Sherlock continued to breeze through the kitchen. He picked up some Carbolic Acid, which had been used as an anticeptic in the Victorian era. Placing that aside, he looked through the rest of his chemicals, wondering which ones would be more useful when John finally arrived. Despite the intentions of Karen and Molly, the detective was not going to let them try to remove the bullet. If he had to, he would message John saying that he had been shot and that the annoying person in 221A wanted to take the bullet out, despite a lack of training. That would probably get his flat mate's attention.

"Nah, he's right. I wouldn't trust a 'model' with my wounds either," So why did she insist on trying to work on his wounds. "If we are not waiting for John, I believe I have a better chance of removing it." Sherlock commented, still looking around the kitchen for more useful chemicals that John might need. The detective still hoped that the doctor would appear soon. John usually was worried about him. "I'm just worried about that tourniquet... Has John texted? I could go and get some sterile equipment, cos I doubt John carried some with him. Doctor or not."

The detective gave a small sigh. John would know where they kept anything for medical purposes. That area of life did not interest Sherlock, as so many other normal things were like. "Okay, Kaz, you should go get some. You're right, John will most likely not be carrying any with him, despite being a Doctor." "But if we have any medical equipment, he would be the one to know where it is." Sherlock replied. He could easily find a gun that may or not be hidden, but when it came to medicine, he wasn't completely sure.

"I'll be right back with the tweezers and stuff, Molly, look after him. If John isn't here when I get back, Sherlock, I am pinning you down and Molly'll do it." "You don't know how much of London he has to cover." Sherlock pointed out. John could be coming from the other side of London for all they knew, or he could end up coming up the stairs while they tried to remove the bullet themselves with no form of training. Molly was definitely the safer option if it did come down to it. Someone who would be able to remove bullets on cadavers was much more likely to be sucessful than someone who worked with clothes.

[Molly Hooper]

"You act like she's going to murder you with tweezers." Molly said to Sherlock. "It's not at all that difficult to remove a bullet. So relax a bit, John might be really busy!" Molly pointed out. She sighed deeply. "Look..who did you say shot you?"