A few weeks later it was only two days before Christmas. Murphy was buzzing with excitement. The Holmes had invited John and Mary and were happy to find out about Murphy too. They had always wanted a grandchild.
"Did you get Murphy's presents?" Mary whispered to John as they were packing the car.
"Yep, a notebook, camera, pretty guitar picks and a new music book. I also got her a little necklace too."
"Perfect"
A few hours later they were on the road heading to the Holmes house but stopping by a hotel before. Sherlock had rode with them while the government (also known as Mycroft) had a helicopter. Murphy had met him twice and actually made him laugh. Mycroft seemed to like her and knew his parents would love her. The drive was over two hours long but John knew most of the way from last year. He glanced back to see Murphy playing I spy sherlock who just was looking out the window holding back a smile while while looking for something green. They arrived around four and all piled out. Each person was greeted with a huge hug or kiss on the cheek.
They placed all the presents under the tree the small family had set up. Murphy enjoyed adding ornaments and being adored by Mrs. Holmes. The next day was Christmas Eve and they were all planning to have a feast. It was getting late after a few hours so the Watsons drove to the hotel.
The next morning John and Murphy were up first and went to get coffee. Murphy sat down in the small bakery still wearing pajama pants and ordered a chocolate scone as John sipped part of his coffee. Murphy had completely forgot what day it was till John mentioned it was Christmas Eve. Murphy then lit up with happiness.
They drove back to the Holmes household to start cooking. Murphy and Mrs. Holmes worked together to make a chocolate pie. The others helped cook a turkey and casseroles. While Mycroft set the table reluctantly. When they Finnally had everything cooking they all sat down in the living room with Murphy on the floor and the rest crammed onto the furniture.
"Bored" sherlock then shouted.
"Oh brother dear would you stop being a child. Murphy is more mature than you." Mycroft replied.
"Let's play a game!" Then suggested Murphy.
"Cluedo" sherlock shouted
John, Mary and Mycroft all shouted "NO!" At the same time. And a few silent minutes later a call was made for dinner.
They ate and chatted enjoying the company. They finished meal and all felt so full and tired they could fall over. Father Christmas would come tonight for Murphy so she went and hung her stocking. They then sat back around in the family room and enjoyed the warmth and cheer of the day Mrs. Holmes talked about sherlock and Mycroft when they were young. Though the brothers protested she kept talking and they all giggled together.
The next morning Murphy was the first one up. Once the Watsons headed to the house everyone sat around the tree. Murphy handed each person their gift and they all looked and played with their gifts. Sherlock got a new scarf, magnify glass and glass sheets for his microscope. Mary got a beautiful necklace and new pajamas. Murphy loved taking photos with her camera and John got a pocket knife and some better kitchen tools.
By three it was time for everyone to get back to London. Everyone said goodbye Mycroft left in his helicopter while sherlock and the Watsons got in the car. Overall it was Murphy's favorite christmas she had ever had.