Author note: I haven't read any of the books so this piece is solely based on what I have seen in the TV-Series. I'm quite slow in updating so I apologies for that already. As any author I would love some feedback.

Disclaimer: I of course do not own the Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries universe and therefore disclaim any rights etc.

Story: This story takes place somewhere in between season one and season two and was thought up before the series two started showing.

Openings

A new day arrived in sunny Melbourne and with it a new case.

When the doorbell rang it was Jane who was first to open the door. She was just leaving the parlour where one of her schoolbooks had been lying and was on her way back to the kitchen when she heard the doorbell.

"I got it" she yelled to the others who she knew were most likely in the kitchen finishing of their morning meal.

Outside the door a Miss Rosie Sanderson where waiting to be let in. Ones more caught in her own thoughts she started questioning her logic off being here. But before she got to go far down that particular strain of toughs – again, the door opened and a young girl answered with a cheery

"Hello, can I help you?"

With a small smile on her lips the lady said "Good morning my name is Miss Sanderson, is Miss Fisher the Private Detective home? I would like to have a word with her on a matter of mine"

This was quite a regular request in this house and Jane quickly let Miss Sanderson in to the foyer of the house and further in to the parlour with a "Of course, just wait here I'll fetch her for you" and turned to go to the kitchen only to run in to Mr Butler who had come up behind her.

"Oh you scared me there – this lady wanted to speak with Miss Fisher" Jane said to him.

"Right I take it from here you go along to school, Cec and Bert a waiting at the back with the car" Mr Butler announced.

"Got it – see you later" and with that Jane was off with her book and not for the first time she wished she would be allowed to help in on some of the cases Phryne worked on, it all sounded so possible exciting.

"Can I offer you some tea while we wait for Miss Fisher, Miss ..?" Mr Butler asked the lady while taking her coat and hat.

"Sanderson, Rosie Sanderson and yes thank you that would be lovely" Miss Sanderson replied feeling a bit more relaxed now that she was here.

"Please do take a seat while you wait" Mr Butler said while gesturing to the couch.

"Thank you" Miss Sanderson replied and sat down.

Mr Butler hung the coat and hat in the foyer and went to the kitchen to find Dot to tell her to go find Miss Fisher.

"Dot would you go up to Miss Fisher and tell her a lady by the name Rosie Sanderson is here to see her? I believe is about a case of some sort"

"Of course Mr Butler I will be right along" Dot answered and went upstairs while Mr Butler began making some tea for their guest. He tough a nice chamomile tea would do. Yes something calming - these type of guest usually was a bit on edge.

Meanwhile in the parlour Miss Sanderson was studying the room while waiting for Mr Butler or Miss Fisher to arrive. It was her first time here at the house and already from the outside it promised to be quite intriguing. It was quite modern but judging from what see had heard about Miss Fisher it fit her personality as a young vibrant single woman. How the young girl fitted in she wasn't quite aware of yet.

Upstairs Miss Phryne Fisher was adorning her outfit for the day. It had been quite a long evening yesterday and she had indulged in sleeping in. When Dot had come upstairs to inform her of her guest she was already in the process of getting up, albeit slowly, but now she picked up the pace in the face of a new intriguing case. She hoped it would present her with a challenge she was quite bored with the mundane task of finding some lady's missing jewellery's or locating a runaway dog. A possible murder wouldn't be so bad right around now well except for the poor fellow being murder of course but Miss Fisher was as one might have guessed - utterly bored!

As she descended the stairs in her light green dress down to the ground floor she came up with all possibly scenarios to what this lady's request might be. She really hoped it was something fascinating. She rounded the corner to the parlour and took in the lady sitting there. She guessed that they lady was properly in her laid thirties beginning on forties she looked to be of some wealth and standard showing in her need but fashion styled appearance and the way she hold herself.

"Miss Sanderson I presume" she said

"I'm Miss Phryne Fisher is a pleasure to meet you - what can I do for you?" Phryne said while extending her hand to Miss Sanderson who had risen from her seat when Miss Fisher entered.

Miss Sanderson took it and greeted her with "Miss Fisher so nice to finally meet you I have heard so much about you."

"All good I hope and please call my Phryne" Phryne answered and gestured to Miss Sanderson to sit down again while she took the chair opposite of the couch.

As they sat down Mr Butler came into the room with the tea and some buns mainly for Miss Fisher who yet hadn't had her breakfast. "Thank you Mr Butler" Phryne said and started pouring the tea for her and Miss Sanderson. She took a bun for herself and gestured to Miss Sanderson to take one to if she liked but she shook her head in a no thank you gesture.

"I'm here to ask you for help in your capacity of Private Detective Miss Fisher" Miss Sanderson stated.

Phryne overlooked the lack of use of her first name and waited for Miss Sanderson to carry on with her request.

"It's quite a….delicate matter" Miss Sanderson continued after a pause.

"Do tell" Miss Fisher replied sitting more on edge in her seat.

At that moment the doorbell rang out again, this time it was Mr Butler who opened the door to the new guest with an "Ah Hello Inspector, do come in. Miss Fisher is currently in the parlour entertaining a new client."

"Thank you" Inspector Robinson replied and took his hat off. "I'm afraid I have to disturb her" he continued saying while proceeding to the parlour.

As he entered he started saying his apologies "Miss Fisher I'm sorry to dis…Rosie?" but got side tracked when he saw the lady sitting across from Miss Fisher.

"Jack, so good to see you this is Miss Sanderson but I take it you two know each other already?" Phryne said a little amused and a little puzzled. Jack looked like a fish out of water as he stood there trying to make sense of the fact that these particular two women was in the same room.

"I yes of course this is Rosie eh" Jack paused slightly

"Sanderson" Rosie interjected on his behalf

"Yes... My wife, I mean ex-wife."