A/N: Thank you all so much for reviewing! Those very kind words and advice made my day! Here I present, chapter two!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Sherlock Holmes, Dr.Watson, Mycroft Holmes...ect. :)

II

Watson had never seen the look that now occupied his friend's face. It was a mixture of confusion, anger, and even a rather subtle fear. Returning his gaze to the girl standing before them, he smiled awkwardly and began an introduction.

"Good afternoon……Miss…."

"Holmes," replied the girl smoothly, head held high. She was a good two heads shorter than both the men standing infront of her, but she still managed a unruly boldness.

"Holmes," confirmed Watson, voice unsteady. He did notice a resemblance, same dark hair, the tall and slender build...yet Holmes had never mentioned a sister...

But his train of thought was left uncompleted, because Sherlock Holmes, who usually kept his composure, lost it.