John had not seen Harry Watson in at least five years. She had become nothing more than a distant memory till a phone call came in stating that she had died in a car crash. John also did not know that she had a ten year old daughter she adopted and that he was the godfather. The phone call had happened right as he got back from sending Sherlock off because he had killed Charles Magnussem but instead Moriarty decided to make an appearance and sherlock was back to London.
A few weeks later John sat in his living room thankful for the spare bedroom that Murphy could have. Mary seemed excited to have a younger person in the house and didn't mind at all about Murphy staying. He then heard a knock on the door to see a young girl with blond hair and a mixture of green and blue eyes staring up at him. The social worker said hello and introduced John to Murphy and then left. Mary brought tea and the conversation started out awkward till he noticed in the luggage a small guitar case. Murphy loved to talk about guitar and music in general though she seemed sad to not have her mother her eyes shined with happiness when she talked about music.
"Do you play guitar?" John asked.
Murphy shyly responded "yes, I've been playing for two years. It's my favorite thing to do."
John smiled asked about school and she talked about her friend Isabel and Leo. The conversation seemed like it was only a couple minutes when really it was a hour long. By the time they finished talking it was nearing eight thirty and Murphy was starting to yawn so John showed her to the bedroom and let her get settled John smiled leaving the room knowing that that Harry had raised a sweet little girl.
The next morning he woke up and walked to the kitchen. He started coffee for Mary and him. He started to make blueberry pancakes and bacon. A few minutes later Mary walked in sleepily and smiled to John and turned on the tv. It had become a morning ritual for them. By the time the pancakes were finished Murphy was in the living room with Mary. They ate breakfast and Murphy smiled with her first bite, John had become quite the cook over the last couple months. Mary had then noticed that Murphy had very little clothes and suggested a shopping trip. Murphy seemed very excited and exclaimed that she loved shopping.
After picking out two dresses, a couple shirts, a coat and a few pair of pants Murphy decided that she would have enough for the winter. It was November already and the frosty London air had set in. Mary had taken Murphy shopping so they could bond and John could tell Sherlock. Murphy was a quiet but easily excited little girl who was fascinated by music Mary had observed. Mary seemed to already love her along with John. Mary was standing in the checkout lane with Murphy by her side when she suddenly felt a buzz. She pulled out her iphone to see that John had texted her.
"Going to Sherlock's. Don't know when I'll be back. Maybe you and Murphy could stop by later I'm sure mrs. Hudson will love her."
After checking out Mary asked if Murphy would like to meet Mrs. Hudson and Sherlock they then headed to Baker Street.