Lucy Holmes
Chapter 1
I was just sat there, with my laptop reading Dr John Watson's blog, he just so happened to live with Sherlock Holmes, who subsequently was my father and his brother Mycroft is my uncle. However Sherlock doesn't remember that I exist and my uncle Mycroft doesn't care. So I live with the one and only Jim Moriarty. My concentration only broke when Jim walked in.
"Lucy, come over here please" Jim said while sitting with his back towards me. I took the hint to sit opposite him, once I sat, he stated talking.
"I need you to do something for me" Jims aid slowly, while looking into my emerald green eyes.
"What do you want?" I ask, however before he could answer my phone went off. It was Mycroft.
"Sherlock knows about you, you're to meet him at 221B Baker Street at 4pm. MH"
"No! he's never cared about his daughter before, so why now? LH" I replied.
"Who was that?" Jim asked.
"Just Mycroft, he wants me to go and meet Sherlock, at Sherlock's place, at 4pm" I answer quickly.
"You don't need Sherlock as a father, you have me. I'm the one who has looked after you since you were 10 Lucy!" He said enraged. As he walked towards the kitchen window.
"I know. I'm sorry. However I am sixteen, I have to make my own choices" I said, you learn to be quick to apologise when living with Jim. However before he could answer again, my phone went off, but this time it wasn't Mycroft but Sherlock.
"My place. 4pm. Be there. SH" Trust him to think that I will be able to recognise that it's him; however I inherited my mum's beauty and my dad's intelligence.
"No! You can't tell me what to do! LH" I replied.
"Be there SH"
"Fine! LH"
"Who was that?" Jim asked.
"Just Sherlock, confirming tonight" I answered. "I will be leaving in 10 minutes."
"I need you to..." Jim started. "No, no, no don't worry about my problems ... who's that now!" Jim said infuriated.
I quickly got up getting out of the way of the plate that just hit the wall. I look at my phone. Mycroft.
"What do you want...Mycroft?" I said ducking another plate. "Jim can you please choose a different piece of china to break?" I ask as i walk outside.
"Sherlock's running late, but go there now as its 4pm now" Mycroft answers.
"Fine, but can you send me like £40 please" I asked.
"Why?" Mycroft answered.
"I'm going to need some to replace the things that Jim has broken." I say.
"Ok" Mycroft said as I walked back inside while grabbing my bag and coat.
"I'm off" I shout as i open door, knowing that Jim would be in his room trying to calm down. Baker Street was a 30 minute walk from my home. When I arrived it was half past 4. Before I knocked on the door I took a deep breath and knocked.
