"Are we there yet?" Katie complained from the backseat. John glanced back at his little sister.

"Two more minutes," he replied with an exasperated tone. It was the summer after John's high school graduation. He should be living, going out with his friends and going on dates, not driving his younger sister to swim lessons.

He rounded the last corner and turned into the parking lot. Once the car was parked, he got out and opened the door for Katie.

"Carry me!" She shouted.

"No."

Katie huffed before climbing out of the car and running towards the building, leaving all of her swim stuff in the backseat. John sighed and grabbed the bag with her towel, swimsuit and goggles in it before slamming the car door. He hit the key remote to lock the car as he jogged after Katie.

Inside the front doors was a reception desk and a hallway stretching to the left and right.

"Are you here for a swim lesson?" asked a young woman at the counter.

"Uh, no, actually," John said, "but my sister is. Have you seen a little girl in here?"

"She went that way," the woman replied, pointing to the left.

"Great, thanks." John started off down the hallway, soon going from walking to speedwalking to jogging after his sister.

"Katie, get back here! Where did you go?" he called, hoping Katie might decide to cooperate just this one time. He turned the corner quickly and ran right into a tall, swimsuit clad man with dark curly hair.

"Oh, sorry, I-I'm sorry," John managed to stammer as he raked his eyes over the man's very exposed abs.

"No worries. Hi, I'm Sherlock. Are you here for a swimming lesson?"

"I, no, have you seen a girl? I mean, my sister, 7, she's 7. I brought her here for a swimming lesson and I can't find, have you seen her?"

"Yes, I believe so. A little girl just ran past me a minute ago. Here, come with me," Sherlock said, offering his arm.

John ignored this gesture and started walking down the hallway. Sherlock followed, and they soon reached the changing rooms. Katie stood by the door smiling innocently.

"Here, get changed," John said, tossing her the bag.

"You can come right out to the pool when you're ready, the lesson will start shortly," Sherlock said before turning to John and saying, "Come on, let's go to the pool."