I chuckled softly and shook my head, looking up at the door taking in the golden numbers, "I'm surprised he didn't ask me about my roommates, I dropped a lot of hints about them." I chuckled as I opened the door to 221B Baker St.

I shut the door behind me and trudged up the stairs, unbuckling my jacket and hearing Sherlock chatter away in the living room.

"Hello Sherlock." I spoke I walked into the kitchen door and over to the stove where the teapot rested nested in its same spot.

"Can you pass me a pen?" He voiced out from the living room, in a monotone voice.

"When you ask me?" I questioned walking out and handing him a pen.

"An hour ago" He responded taking the pen without even looking at me.

"I have been out Sherlock, and John has been too. " I mentioned as I walked back into the kitchen and turn on the stove.

"Well you should be here instead." He commanded jumping up from his chair.

"If you say so." I asked taking out a cup for tea and going to the fridge.

"Just tea for me, thanks." He said sitting back down with John's laptop.

"You won't need it "I responded as I set the kettle on the stove top.

Silence passed between the both of us as he continued to type away on John laptop; going by the look of the place I would have said that this was between "A Study in Pink" and "The Blind Banker". Just then footsteps were heard coming up the stairs along with the rustling of plastic bags.

"No don't worry about me." John's voice huffed up the entrance way of the stairs.

"Hello John." I chimed in as he placed the bags on the table and turned toward Sherlock.

"Is that my computer?" John asked eying out the piece of machinery.

"Course" Sherlock responded as he began to type.

I watched amused as John slightly angry close the computer on him, and took a seat in the opposite chair causing Sherlock to scowl slightly act his action. As I turned to pour the water into the cup I heard John shuffle through the bills on the table next to him and mention something about money.

"I have to go to the bank" Sherlock cut in, standing up and grabbing his jacket by the door.

"What?" John exclaimed shocked but following him out the door like a puppy.

"Have fun!" I shouted as I threw out the tea bag from my cup and lean against the counter.

Silence engulfed the room as the door slammed behind them, taking off towards the bank leaving me along with it. As I doctored up my tea, my phone started to go off in my jacket pocket which I lucky still had on. Taking the phone I glanced at the caller id to see Tony's ridiculous face bouncing up and down making me aware that it was him.

"Stark, what do you need?" I commented as I brought the phone up to my ear accepting the call.

"Why do you think I always need something when I call? "He questioned in a cocky way.

"Cause most of the time you do, Tony" I snickered back hopping up onto the counter, sipping my tea.

"Whatever you say Frosty. " He retorted back with a chuckle, "I'm actually calling cause I'm in London, and need a ride to the hotel."

"You! You need a ride to the hotel? That's first. "I laughed over the phone.

"Well Pepper forgot to set up a ride, and I'm not taking a cab after that cabbie murder, your roommate caught." He explained to me.

"Wimp." I joked as I put my cup down, "I'll be there in 20 minutes in a cab. What gate are you at?"

"I'll be at gate c13" He responded,

"You own me one Stark." I rolled my eyes as I headed downstairs to the front door.

"Deal, See you soon Frost." He commented before he hung up the phone.

I shook my head with a chuckle as I pulled my jacket closed and put my phone in my pocket as I end the call with Tony. I stepped out the apartment and locked the door behind me as a habit, I turned and walked down the front steps only to see a slick black car waiting there for me along with a gentlemen holding an umbrella in front on it.

"Not now" I grumbled softly as I looked straight at Mycroft, who smiled weakly at me.

"It would be wise to get in the car Samantha." He threated softly at me, as he opened the backseat door for me.

"I'm sorry I have an important errand to run so no." I hissed softly, turning on my heel to go.

"I have already sent a car to pick up your dear friend, Mr. Stark." He calming spoke up, making me stop in my tracks.

"No, cancel that car. " I commanded, looking over my shoulder at him with an annoyed look, "I'm picking him up in that car right away and then we will talk Mycroft."

"I assumed Sherlock has mentioned me then." He said raising his eyebrows ever so slightly, as I turned and got in the back seat of the car with my back facing the driver.

"Like it is for Sherlock to say anything," I commented as he got in across from me, "It was John"

"Ah Doctor Watson would make sure a woman like yourself is safe in city alone like this." He spoke as the car drove off into traffic, "But he has no knowledge of your "friends", does he?"

"He doesn't need to know, not surprised you found that out and you probably discovered I also am an orphan and been friend with Mr. Stark since I can remember. " I acknowledged, looking up at him with a blank expression hiding the truth within.

"Yes…your records are very clear about that and how you also were involved in Stark's company, being assistance to a Ms. Pepper Potts." He recalled from a tiny journal he removed from his jacket.

"Yes I was." I lied through my soft smile at him, "best one she had."

"Yes, well what are your intentions involving Sherlock and John Watson Samantha?" He insisted leaning forward on his knees, giving me the stare down.

I smirked softly and leaned forward as well, "I just need an apartment and the place was pervious owned by Henry Stark, so Mrs. Hudson gave me a good deal since I know Tony. I care nothing for your brother or John , other than just being my current roommates.

Silence filled the air as he leaned back and looked up as the car pulled over and slowly stopped, "Well… have a good evening Ms. Moretti, the additional car will be waiting to take you and Tony to his hotel. " He informed as I got out of the car and straighten my jacket.

I nodded and started walk toward the building only to glance over my shoulder to see the black car pulling away and another take its place.