By the time Sophia was ready, Lestrade was sitting on the sofa waiting to talk to her.

"Good morning" she said as she sat down beside him. The sound of a door closing caught her attention and John walked back in sat in his armchair.

Lestrade's eyebrows rose at the sight of John's striped jumper and Sophia tried not to chuckle along with John.

"So, how did you meet Moriarty?" Lestrade inquired. Sophia's chuckling stopped instantly as she became serious, closing her eyes as she focussed.

"Well Lestrade, I first met him..." Sophia began her explanation.

"Stupid computer! I need this information!" Sally Donovan screeched; her hand curling into a fist which landed on the table. Sally had spent the past day using a few favours in an attempt to access some information, but she was still trying to get in.

That's when Mycroft Holmes strode casually into her office.

"Why are you trying to access classified information?" he asked as he walked over to the computer, his umbrella tapping against the desk.

"I'm trying to find out how that girl is so much like the f-" Sally paused as she remembered who she was talking to, "your brother" she finished.

"Nicely recovered" Mycroft muttered. He turned his attention from the computer to Donovan.

"If I give you the information, can I trust that you will not disclose it to anyone?" Mycroft asked, his tone adding the i'or there will be dire consequences'/i to the end of his question for him. Sally Donovan just nodded quickly and Mycroft quickly typed in the bypass code.

"No-one must know you have this information, and if someone does discover this information it will cost your career." Mycroft told her as he walked back out of Sally's office, leaving her with the access to the information that would explain everything. Mycroft nodded to Lestrade as he climbed back into his black car, closing the door as and heading back to Baker Street, sure that there would be no interruptions this time.

John muttered something into his tea as the black car pulled up outside and Sophia's eyebrows arched in curiosity. Mrs Hudson opened the door and Mycroft acknowledged her with a nod before heading up the stairs to finish his conversation he had tried to start earlier.

"If you're here to get Sophia to draw Moriarty out, turn around and walk away now Mycroft" John stated as Mycroft walked in.

"You're better than I give you credit for John, did you learn all of that this morning? Oh, and thank you for the name" John nodded to answer Mycroft's question, but he scowled as Mycroft turned to Sophia.

"You're taking a bit of a risk aren't you Mr Holmes? Leaving the government to run itself to talk to me?" Sophia asked, smirking deviously as John grinned at her.

"Well, talking to the young girl who brought one of London's most notorious killers and tormentors to the surface is important, and so something I have to do personally" Mycroft replied, wiping Sophia's devious grin away.

"I won't do it. I won't draw Moriarty out for you." Sophia told him. Mycroft's arched an eyebrow and resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose as he realised how much she was like his brother.

"You're the only way we can draw him out; you don't have much of a choice."

"She has plenty of choice Mycroft and you know it." John interrupted and Mycroft sighed.

"And you've become rather attached to her considering you only met yesterday!" Mycroft snapped.

"Because I feel like she's family. I honestly don't know if you know anything about that feeling Mycroft, because you could have helped your own brother out of trouble and you didn't! Instead he faced Moriarty alone and he's dead and I'm not letting you be the cause if Sophia's death just because you want to finish what your brother DIED doing!" John snapped back, leaving Mycroft rather more stunned than he would admit. Mycroft recovered and nodded to Sophia, who was still glaring at him, and to John before walking back out of 221 Baker Street for the second time that day.

Sophia turned back to John after the door closed, expecting to find him grumpy, but instead she found John grinning.

"That got rid of him" John muttered, still grinning as he looked to Sophia. Sophia couldn't help but grin too, which soon became a laugh as she realised that had been the point all along. She stopped laughing abruptly as something occurred to her.

"How much of that conversation was a lie?" she turned to face John and his grin became a smirk.

"Not a lot of it actually, but I think I know what you're wondering about and I can say that I was telling the truth" John answered, leaving Sophia staring at him.

"You reall-" Sophia started and John just nodded.