Part 1 ~ The compass points at him.John's POVI fiddled with the necklaces that hung around my neck, a dog-tag with my name inscribed into it'John. H. Watson'The other necklace was my soul-mate compass. Everyone is given this type of necklace when they are born. It shows me the direction in which my soul-mate is located. If my soul-mate is near then it will move frantically and when you are far apart, it stops.My compass has never moved.I want it to move, I want to find my soul-mate.I tucked the necklaces back into my jumper and continued to walk with my walking stick, clutching it tightly as I walked through one of London's many extravagant parks. I walked past a man on a bench and continued onward until I heard the man call my name."John! John Watson!"

TIME SKIP ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I was currently in a taxi with Mike, he was an old friend from school. We were en-route to St Bartholomew's Hospital where a 'friend' of his was. Supposedly he was the first to say 'Who would want me as a flatmate?. I was intrigued and curious I remained quiet and looked out of the window of the taxi until Mike tapped my shoulder to say that we arrived.We walked through the hospital and strangely started walking to the morgue area. We walked until we reached an area that resembled a lab. We walked in and my eyes were drawn to a curly mop of ebony hair. A slim, ebony haired man sat with a microscope and he turned his head to look at me and Mike. His eyes were a mixture of many colours and only could be called the colour of the sea or a galaxy. His complexion was as pale as newly carved ivory or even marble. Him and Mike chatted a little and then I heard him ask to borrow Mike's phone."Here, Use mine." I hold my hand out with my phone in itThe ebony haired man raises an eyebrow and walks over to me. He was tall and slender, his hand reached out and gently grasped my phone. He flipped up the phone to get the keyboard and as he did he said"Afghanistan or Iraq?" He asked, still looking down at the phone in his hands.My eyes widened 'how did he know?' I looked at Mike who just smiled"What?" I saw the tall man smirk when I said that"Afghanistan or Iraq?" He smirked, his voice was deep and like velvet"Afghanistan, how did you kno-"He then interrupted me numerous times and said things that surprised me, it was as if he already knew me inside and out. He handed me my phone back and by my heart I felt my soul-mate necklace twitch. My eyes widened further when I felt it twitch and move harshly. I felt the strange man brush past me and put on a long trench-coat and navy scarf. He flipped his coat collar up and smirked at me as he starting walking out of the door. He poked his head through the door-frame and he smiled"The name is Sherlock Holmes and the address is 221B Baker Street." He winked and clicked his tongue as he left. I felt my cheeks flush slightly and my necklace stopped ticking and tapping. I glanced at Mike who just smiled and shrugged. I was still in shock from my first encounter with this strange man known only as 'Sherlock Holmes of 221B Baker Street'.And then I thought to myself... my compass moved when he was near me... was he? No, he couldn't be? He couldn't possibly be my... Could he?Sherlock's POVI smirked as I walked away from the lab, I felt my small compass necklace stop ticking. I sighed and kept on walking. I remembered the man's shocked expression he wore when I deduced him. Other people either reacted badly to it or were scared but he... he was shocked, amazed even. I walked past Molly, not even noticing her talking to me. I just kept thinking of this man, this man who I just met and who is named 'John Watson'. Soon I felt the wind on my face as I walked out of St Bartholomew's and I looked for a taxi. I reached down my shirt and pulled out my dratted soul-mate necklace. It was pointing back at the doors of St Bartholomew's and it was if it was telling me to go back inside. I ignored it and shrugged it off.'Why should I go back inside, sentiment is not of any importance to me...'I tucked my necklace back into my shirt and hired a taxi. It quickly drove me back to 221B and I was greeted by Mrs Hudson. She pulled my coat and scarf off of me and hung them up on the coat rack. I sat myself down in my chair. I looked at the walls of 221B. I soon laid my eyes upon my traditional violin.I picked up my violin and started to play, I kept my eyes on my fingers as I played the violin. My fingers glided softly on the strings as I brought the bow across the strings. Mrs Hudson was swaying as she walked in with a cup of black coffee for me. I kept a stern but soft expression as I played the piece known as 'Canon In D'. I finished playing the piece and put my violin down, it was leaning against the side of the chair. Mrs Hudson placed my coffee down beside me and made her way out of my flat. I placed my fingers before my face and went into my mind palace. There were many doors and corridors in my mind palace, I had memorized where everything was in my mind palace until I noticed something.My mind palace had created a new door.The door was labelled 'John Watson'.END OF PART 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/NHi my little tacos and cupcakes!I hope you enjoyed the first part to my short series known as 'Guided by a compass and I found you.' I came up with the idea a while ago but recently decided to write and publish it here on Wattpad. Tell me if you enjoyed it and if you want to see more from this new story ^-^Goodbye my little tacos and cupcakes! I'll see you all when I next update!!~AgentLlamaSocks341 aka Sophie/Sophlette~xxxx