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"We need to get that phone, if I does have the files on it" Sherlock stated pacing his flat.
"Yeah but he doesn't go anywhere without" John said, he was sitting at the desk in front of his laptop.
"I've got a contact who can help" Sherlock told John. Sherlock pulled out a phone and tapped out a text, it read: Michael Shane Phone SH. He sent it and waited a few seconds, he received a text, Ok xx
The next day Sherlock and John sat reading the newspapers. Mrs Hudson called up "Sherlock someone's here to see you" there were footsteps coming up the stairs, the sound of high heels. A young woman opened the door, she had blonde curls. "Sherlock?" she said softly. Sherlock looked up "Have you got it?" he asked.
"Hello to you too" the woman said taking a phone out of her pocket. Sherlock crossed the room and took the phone, he turned it on it was locked. "Another Irene" he muttered.
"1963" the woman said smoothly.
"How did you get that out of him?" Sherlock asked.
"I would tell you but you would view me in a different light" the woman said looking over Sherlock's shoulder. They both smiled. John coughed, they both looked up "Sorry to interrupt your brilliance but who are you?" John asked the woman. "This is Melody, my younger sister" Sherlock said as he sat in his chair. Melody sat down on the sofa, swing her feet up, almost kneeling.
"Yo-you have a sister" John stuttered looking at Melody, who just smiled.
"The curls give it away John" Sherlock said without looking up for the phone.
"They run in the family" Melody smiled.
"So how did you get the phone?" John inquired.
"I have certain skills I utilize" Melody said mysteriously.
"She's like The Woman" Sherlock told John. John nodded. "Do you mind if I make some tea?" Melody asked her brother.
"You know how I take mine" Sherlock said flatly.
"John?" Melody asked getting up.
"Err no thanks" John answered. Melody smiled and went into the kitchen. "You never said you had a sister?" John complained.
"You never asked" Sherlock retaliated.
"People usually tell their friends, and how comes she knows her way around the kitchen?" John asked his voice getting louder.
"She was my first flatmate" Sherlock responded "It didn't last very long, we kept fighting. The police got annoyed quickly" Mycroft burst into the room "Michael Shane's phone was stolen" he informed his brother.
"I know" Sherlock held up the phone.
"She's been here" Mycroft deduced.
"She's still here" Melody said coming out the kitchen. She gave Sherlock his tea and then sat down on the sofa.
"You need to be careful little sister, River Song is a common name in government" Mycroft warned his sister.
"Who?" John asked confused.
"Her alias" Mycroft answered.
"I know what I'm doing, brother" Melody said bitterly.
"I don't think you do" Mycroft said concerned. Melody looked at her brother "I won't make a mistake again" she vowed.
"Be careful little sister you're playing with fire, and you have a tendency to get burned" Mycroft warned.
"Leave me alone, Mycroft" Melody hissed her face stone like.
"No" Mycroft refused "Goodbye Sherlock, John" Mycroft left curtly.
"Well…" Sherlock started before Melody snapped at him "Shut up!" Sherlock shut his mouth.
"So you shared a flat with her" John said as they were watching TV later that evening.
"Well yes, she's my sister" Sherlock said.
"And you fought?" John carried on.
"Well obviously, she's my sister" Sherlock frowned "But she moved out when I threw a book at her" Sherlock was nonchalant it made John wonder how his sister had managed to survive childhood with a brother like him.
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