Wow, I think this is it! Thank you. Holmes isn't stabbed and doesn't suffer from an infection in your story, does he? I think I had another fic with that plot mixed up with Soldier's Heart in my memory.
ETA: Ah, no. This is definitely it. This is the other part I was remembering: “He did not tell me the details of what transpired, Doctor; you will have to ask him for those yourself. What I can tell you is that he had been shot some days previous to when he turned up on my threshold, the wound infected. Knowing his life was still in danger, and not knowing his plans regarding yourself, I called my personal physician to tend to him. After a week his fever broke, and the doctor assured us he was past the danger point. At that time, I fear I was called away on a matter of grave importance of which I could not avoid. My lovely housekeeper tended to him in my absence, but I fear she was out of practice in dealing with my brother. When I returned two weeks later I found he had departed without a by-your-leave, and Mrs. Everman was beside herself with worry. You see, Doctor, as she put it, he was ‘weak as a newborn bairn and too skinny to match.’ A sentiment I fear she will continue to harbor when we visit.”
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Date: 2013-02-17 10:09 am (UTC)ETA: Ah, no. This is definitely it. This is the other part I was remembering: “He did not tell me the details of what transpired, Doctor; you will have to ask him for those yourself. What I can tell you is that he had been shot some days previous to when he turned up on my threshold, the wound infected. Knowing his life was still in danger, and not knowing his plans regarding yourself, I called my personal physician to tend to him. After a week his fever broke, and the doctor assured us he was past the danger point. At that time, I fear I was called away on a matter of grave importance of which I could not avoid. My lovely housekeeper tended to him in my absence, but I fear she was out of practice in dealing with my brother. When I returned two weeks later I found he had departed without a by-your-leave, and Mrs. Everman was beside herself with worry. You see, Doctor, as she put it, he was ‘weak as a newborn bairn and too skinny to match.’ A sentiment I fear she will continue to harbor when we visit.”