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"Mr. William Sherlock Holmes? I'm Tessa Brianna Holmes, your daughter and I'm afraid we have a lot to discuss."
The face that Sherlock made was one of confusion and surprise. 'Daughter? Holmes?' was what the doctor thought. 'Sherlock never does relationships!'
The dark haired man towered above Tessa and coldly responded, "I have no daughter. Now if you'll excuse me while I get in this wonderful cab that you have brought for me, thank you very much." Before he could make a move, Tessa spoke to the cabbie, "I think you should drive off now.", she said throwing some cash on the seat. The driver took the hint and made off with the extra money.
Tessa turned and smiled at the men behind her. This was when Watson first saw a similarity between the two. Her smile was exactly the one Sherlock gave when he blackmailed someone, clearly indicating his upper hand in the matter. That exact smile that stretched both ends and dimples began to show. And now Tessa had an upper hand and she showed that exact smile which clearly infuriated the detective. Tessa was ecstatic. Truth be told, she actually admired her father's works and was a regular visitor to the Science of Deduction. To have an upper hand had a good feeling.
"That was a wasted opportunity. How can you do such a thing." Sherlock sighed at the disappearing cab. He now turned his piercing eyes towards the girl, ready to analyse and use any, 'pressure points' as Magnussen used to say.
Sherlock wondered why he didn't do it in the first place. 'Right the cab. Oh well better late than never.'
Medium build, some physical strength, half her lip chewed off shows her frequent nervous behaviour, uncannily observant and quick with reflexes. Collar peeking out from under coat suggests that she dressed in a hurry to be here obviously. Small case , doesn't expect to stay long and she has travelled by air. Has some regard for appearances based on the basic makeup. Tanning around collar, she is from somewhere sunny like Florida or France. France, judging by the tag on the case. No lives in Florida and a stopover at France.
"Now why would anyone travel all the way from Florida to meet me. This can hardly be a visit to check on me ."
Tessa didn't look surprised at the deduction. Instead she smiled and replied, " to give you a case of course."
Sherlock sensed an interesting case and he was curious as to how the girl knew of his full name. Almost nobody knew that 'Sherlock Holmes' was not his full name and an even fewer number of those people knew what his name was. Practically just his parents and brother know and John.
John stepped up and politely greeted Tessa. "How about we sit inside and discuss over a pot of Mrs. Hudson's tea?" "How kind of you to let me come." Said Tessa and she followed the doctor and the detective into the flat filled with toxic chemicals and what not. Frankly Tessa was slightly shocked and fascinated, however she tried to hide her fascination by ignoring the various pots and pans.
"I see that you are mildly amused by my experiments."Sherlock sat on his couch, a smile playing on his lips. John offered Tessa a seat and took his own designated seat opposite Sherlock. In the silence that followed, Watson fully comprehended their guest and observed the various similarities between father and daughter. Both had the same nose and high cheek bones and her eyes were the same crystallised blue as his were. However she bore other features that Watson perceived as from her mother…whoever she is.
"Well now, how are you my daughter?"
"I should assume it too be quite obvious. You did it with my mother."
"Yes, but I don't remember doing it. Frankly I don't do it."
"Well you certainly did sixteen years ago."
Sherlock was about to retort when Mrs. Hudson arrived with the tea. "Ah! Mrs. Hudson, you can put it on the table."
"I'm your landlady not your housekeeper, Sherlock. And your brother is here to see you."
"Well tell him I'm attending to business…"
"Which is certainly not as important as nuclear codes, brother mine?"