Summary: Four years after Sherlock's return from his fall Mycroft visits with two unexpected visitors. Normally that wouldn't be a problem but...what? They're his kids? How will this change our favorite consulting detectives life? and what happens when the enemy appears and takes an interest in the two kids? Mainly dialogue for this first chapter. (just to get the ball rolling)

Rating: M for future chapters due to violence blood, gore and maybe a little something-something between john and Sherlock

Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock or any variation of Sherlock (except the one that I am writing) and make no money off of such drabbles

Chapter One

Sherlock lay on the couch staring at the ceiling in annoyance. "JAWN! I'm BORED!" he yelled as his blogger came down stairs. "No new cases then?" Came the reply which only annoyed the detective even more.

"No John there aren't any new cases. What has gotten into the criminal classes these days anyways? There is no challenge anymore. I WANT A CHALLENGE!" he shouted as he flopped onto the couch trying to get comfortable.

DING DONG

"Are you expecting someone?" John asked as he popped his head out of the kitchen. "No Jawn I am not expecting company but its only my brother. Make him go away." Came the response from the detective on the couch who was trying very hard to be a chameleon and blend into the sofa.

"Fine fine fine. Don't know why you won't at least hear him out since…" John trailed off making Sherlock huff. "What is it that has you so tongue tied?" He asked but received no answer.

Sherlock lifted himself up with a growl and went over to the door to find the doctor standing there with large eyes.

"Hello Sherlock." Mycroft smiled grimly as Sherlock took in the sight of the two fifteen year olds behind him.

One was male and the other was female. Both had black hair and while the girls fell down to her waist the boys was cut short. The boy was dressed as punk rocker with torn jeans an extra large t-shirt with some strange yellow fluffy thing on it and the word 'pikachu' underneath. He also had several chains hanging from his pocket.

The girl however had on a skirt that fell over her knees that had a surprising amount of holes in it, a black shirt that looked to be once a man's dress shirt but was now adorned with safety pins and ribbons. But both had on black combat boots, the only thing in their attire that was worn by both of them.

But what surprised Sherlock was not the fact that they dressed as differently from each other. It was the fact that they had almost identical facial features and the way they stood as close as possible to one another meant that they were most definitely related.

"Who the devil are they?" Sherlock snapped at his elder brother who sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"This is most definitely a conversation to be had inside. Lucian, Lily do sit down. John would you please make them some tea?" Mycroft said as the two twins sat on the couch and started looking around the flat, the larger male peering into the kitchen and eyeing the laboratory equipment. While the smaller female's gaze flickered around like a moth on a light bulb.

"Sherlock, this is Lucian and Lily. Lucian and Lily this is Sherlock Holmes my younger brother, thank you John. Both of you drink your tea please while I speak to my brother in private." Mycroft smiled at the two then dragged his brother into the other room. Leaving John with the two twins.

"So…I don't suppose Mycroft told you why you are here?" John started off with a confused look on his face.

"Yea he did." Lucian said then winced as Lily elbowed him.

"Ta…care to share?" John asked with a smile that faded when he took a good look at the expression on the girls face.

"Who are you to Sherlock?" She asked suddenly as she pierced him with startling blue green eyes.

John shook his head and straightened his shoulders, moving jerkily under her gaze. "Um, no offence but I don't see how this concerns you…Who are you to Sherlock?" He asked narrowing his eyes as he realized that this conversation was running along the same lines as another he had almost six years ago.

"WHAT?" came a yell from the other room making the army doctor jump up from his seat as Sherlock came barreling in. "Sherlock calm down!" Mycroft yelled at his younger brother and grabbed his arm only to be shaken off.

"What the hell do you mean calm down?" Sherlock yelled again.

"Sherlock what is going on? Why are you so flustered?" John asked gently as he tried to sooth his friend.

"What is going on you ask? I was just informed by my dear brother that those two children sitting on the couch just happen to by my BIOLOGICAL offspring." He yelled at his blogger who then paled. "What's more is that he knew about them for…oh I'm sorry what was it again? Five years?" He snarled lunging for his brother only to be held back by his flat-mate.

During all of this none of the men noticed the two twins sitting on the couch with their hands clasped together, desperation prevalent in their eyes as they turned to each other with a mutual understanding of the situation. Silently they spoke to one another, not wanting to direct any of the adults attention onto themselves.

We're unwanted and unneeded. We should go. Lily pleaded with Lucian.

I thought we were going to give him a chance? Lucian pleaded back.

We have and it's obvious that we are not wanted here. He doesn't want us at all and it's better to be with the devil you know. Lily mouthed at her brother, tears forming in her eyes from yet another rejection. Lucian nodded and sighed placing his forehead against hers. "Alright lets go" he whispered as he and Lily crept out of the flat not turning to look at the detective who was currently trying to strangle his elder brother, only to be pulled off by the doctor.