Prologue: It had been 16 years since Moriarty had come back, and Sherlock worked tirelessly to hunt him down. John, on the other hand, had started a family with Mary and they now had two children, Joanna and Hamish. John helped when he could get away, he dearly missed the rush of living on edge, solving crimes like something out of a film and so he always helped when he could. Sherlock thought of nothing else but Moriarty, and even stopped taking minor cases, which meant he had to turn to Mycroft for financial support; not an ideal lifestyle, but it would have to do.

Monday, November 1

It was just shy of 7:30, and the Watson household was abuzz with eager minds, preparing themselves for the day ahead. John, sat at the round table in the kitchen, Mary to his right both sipping their tea and occupying themselves with the paper in attempted to tune out the idle bickering of their children. John glanced at the clock before folding his paper, giving Mary a kiss on her forehead and rounding up the kids. "Hamish, Joanna, time to go!" He shouted into the other room, grabbing his coat and keys from the rack by the door. Joanna trotted in, her long, blonde hair tied carefully back into a ponytail, her eyes bright blue and full of intelligence. "Where's Hamish?" John asked, just before his son stepped in, a tired expression on his face, and yet a gleam stirring in his light brown eyes. His dusty golden hair was long around his ears and flowed the way it wanted to atop his head. John looked over his children fondly before asking "Ready?" and with two nods, out the door they went. They arrived at the school, children still rushing up the pavement into the doors to hide from the cold. The car doors opened and with a swift goodbye off went the children. They each went their separate ways, to join their own friends for a moment of mingling, and then the first bell rang summoning the masses of young minds to their classrooms.

Hamish made his way to his homeroom and sat in his seat, and next to him sat a girl he'd never seen before. She had long black hair, and a fair face, her nose and cheeks red from the cold. She looked nervous and unfamiliar as she glanced around the room. She had a white and red letterman jacket on, her hands shoved into the pockets. Hamish opened his mouth to say hello, but was cut off by Jaiden Smith, not quite a bully, but certainly the rudest boy you could meet. "Hey, you're sitting in my seat move." The girl looked startled before hastily gathering up her bag when Hamish decided to step in. "Hey, come on man, she's clearly knew here, don't be a dick about it." Hamish said disgustedly. "Why don't you stay out of it?" Jaiden retorted with a sneer on his face. Hamish stood up and stepped right in front of his opposition. "Why don't you learn some manners? Just find another seat, it's not like they're assigned." Jaiden rolled his eyes ad stepped back "Whatever man." And walked away. Hamish turned to the new girl who was standing beside him, quite awkwardly. "Thank you." She said quietly, looking to the floor. "No problem, that guy's a jerk. I'm Hamish, Hamish Watson." He introduced himself, extending a hand to, who he hoped was a new friend. She took his hand and smiled, "Cali. It's nice to meet you." They sat down and chatted for a bit before their teacher interrupted.

Several hours into the day, it was finally lunchtime and Hamish kept an eye out for Cali, hoping to sit with her and get to know her a little better. He walked slowly, scanning the room, when he finally saw her. He was relieved when he saw her smile at him from a distance and begin to trot in his direction. "Oh God, I'm so glad I spotted you, this place is a jungle!" Cali joked, tucking her thick black hair behind her small, dainty ears. "Yeah, it is. Hey, do you want to sit outside? I know it's a bit cold but there's a tree in the yard and it's much quieter." Hamish offered. Cali nodded "Yeah, let's do that." They made their way out of the noisy lunchroom and out into the brisk afternoon. They sat underneath a large tree, barren of leaves and yet still beautiful. "So, Cali, did you move to London or just to this school?" Hamish inquired "Oh, I moved to London just a week ago, from Ireland." Hamish smiled "Cool, you know I kind of hear the accent now!" He pointed out, Cali giggled and looked down at her sandwich. "What about you? lived in London long?" She reciprocated the question. "Oh yeah, all my life. It's nice most times, lots to do."

"You should show me sometime."

Hamish stopped and looked at her confused "What do you mean?"

"Well, you say there's lots to do so, we should go do them." Hamish blinked for a moment, coming to terms with what just happened. "Yeah, I mean, sure, yeah, we should totally do something!" He stammered awkwardly, drawing a laugh out of his new friend "So, what do your parents do?" Hamish said, moving along with the conversation. Cali's smile faded, just enough to be noticed. "My dad is…sort of a businessman I guess." She said hesitantly "And your mum?" Hamish inquired. "Haven't got one. I don't know where she is or why she left, just know she didn't want anything to do with me or my dad." She explained. The atmosphere got a bit tense, and the cold seemed colder as she finished her explanation. "I-I' sorry, I didn't mean to pry." Hamish apologized. "No, no, you had no way of knowing, it's all right. So what about your parents? What do they do?" Cali tried to make it less awkward by moving along with the conversation. "Well, my mum stays at home, but my dad's a doctor." This caught Cali's attention "A doctor? Wow! That's cool. Does he see a lot of weird stuff?" Hamish chuckled "I guess, I know one time a bloke came in, and dad said his whole arm was twisted around, all out of its socket." Cali's face contorted into a disgusted, yet fascinated expression. "Gross!" She exclaimed. They chatted through the rest of the lunch period which seemed to zip by in an instant.

The last bell rang and students darted out to their freedom, Hamish and Cali hung back not wanting to get drowned in the sea of people. "Well, I hope you had a good first day Cali." Hamish said, a kind smile on his lips as they stepped out into the front school yard. "You made it great Hamish, thanks for showing me around and being a friend." A car horn sounded startling them both. "Oh, that'll be my dad, bye Hamish, I'll see you tomorrow!" She turned and walked hastily towards a black car with tinted windows. Cali Waved one last time before sliding into the front seat. Hamish waved back as the car drove off. "Who was that?" His sister's voice startled him "Oh, a new girl, today was her first day. I just showed her around." He replied, not taking his eyes away from the direction where the car had driven off. "Oh, well thats nice. Come on, Mum's waiting in the car." Hamish pulled himself away and followed his sister to his own car.