Hi everyone, Dramaqueen54 here with a new chapter. Sorry it took so long, I had ISATs last week, which is the Illinois State Test that I am required to take. So here is the new chapter.. spoiler alert, there is something in this chapter that goes alittle of the plot of the movie, but it will play out well in the end so just go with it please. So here we go...


"Will you two please SHUT UP!!!?" Abby yelled as the carriage pulled up to the cemetery. They hadn't stopped bickering since the coat incident, and it was driving Abby positively insane. She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and groaned.

"You two are acting like a pair of two year olds." she said, turning toward Watson. "Watson, you can not tell me you thought Holmes wasn't going to do something idiotic. Yes," She turned to look at her father. "he did do the most idiotic thing there was for him to do." Holmes shot her an exasperated, upset look, which Abby brushed off and turned back to Watson. "But, that's Holmes. He is the brilliant, energetic, drunk-ass, idiotic man we all enjoy and somehow tolerate." Watson chuckled and shook his head. Abby slid her coat on and grabbed the handle of the carriage door, before turning back to the two adults.

"Will you two promise me you will behave? I do have an image to maintain as the soon-to-be daughter-in-law of the Prime Minister." she stated, glaring at both her father and godfather. They didn't give her an answer, nor did she wait for one. She just pulled on the carriage door and walked out toward the mass of police officers standing by a pile of rocks.

There were about ten or twelve officers, all just staring at the pile as if something was going to jump out of it at any given time. Abby shook her head and sighed.

"That's were the body was buried." Chief said, coming up behind Abby. She turned toward him and smirked.

"Thank you Captain Obvious." she said sarcastically, walking toward the pile. Four officers were dragging out a black coffin covered in dirt. They set it down ten feet in front of Abby and jumped back quickly. Abby shook her head and looked at the coffin.

"You know," her father said in a low gruff voice, causing Abby to jump in surprise. She turned and looked at him, his eyes full of excitement. "bossing around the police chief is not good for your reputation." he said smugly. Abby glared at him and shrugged.

"I didn't boss him around. I just…" She waved her hand around in a 'half and half' "let him know what I thought." She smiled, and leaned over the coffin.

Sherlock walked over to the pile of rubble and put his finger in a pile of dust. Abby looked up and watched him, her eyes fill with curiosity He ground it between his fingers and then stuck the dust covered finger in his mouth. Abby shuttered and glared him.

"Was that really necessary?" she asked disgustedly. Holmes got up and walked over to her, his finger still covered in remnants of the dust. He put his finger in front of Abby's face.

"Taste this." he said calmly. Abby stared at him disturbed.

"No thank you!" she exclaimed. Holmes shrugged and looked at the coffin.

"Your witness won't be of much help." Watson said seriously, walking up behind the father/daughter duo. "He's gone into shock, he doesn't remember anything." Abby groaned.

"Well, that's just great!" she exclaimed. She kicked the coffin and heard a giant thud come from inside the coffin. So did Watson and Holmes.

"Chief." Abby said to the man standing ten feet to her left. "Open this up please." Chief walked over with a hammer and slammed the locks until the broke. Holmes then reached down and pulled open the lid.

There, covered in dirt, was a short man with startlingly red hair. This man was probably about three feet tall and had a bullet hole in the middle of his forehead. Abby immediately recognized this man from a description she had heard just the day before. She shook her head and turned toward her father.

"Well I guess we found you… friend's scarlet haired midget now didn't we." she said and walked away angrily. Holmes sighed and ran after his daughter.

"Abby!" he yelled. Abby just kept walking. "Abigail!" he yelled catching up with her. He grabbed her shoulder and turned her toward him.

"Let me go!" she yelled, thrashing in his grip. He just kept holding her.

"I'm sorry." he said. Abby stopped thrashing and stared at him, eyes wide with amazement.

"What did you say?" she asked. Holmes shook his head, the look of sadness in his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about your mother. I'm sorry I didn't tell you that she was still alive." he said, looking her in the eyes. "If I thought that she was going to comeback into your life, I would have told you everything about her. I just…" He chuckled. "didn't think it was that important." He gazed into her eyes, and she could see ever ounce of sadness in his. "And for that I am sorry." Abby felt tears prick the corners of her eyes, and she whipped them quickly before they escaped.

"You know, this maybe the first time you have ever told me you were sorry." she said smiling. Holmes chuckled and embraced his daughter.

"Let's hope it's also the last." he said. Abby laughed and gazed into her father's eyes. She shook her head and kissed his cheek.

"Love you dad." Holmes smiled and nodded.

"Love you too Sweetheart."

The three of them had been at the cemetery four hours, so when they returned home, Abby's light blue dress was now a brown mess. She walked into the house and removed her overcoat, throwing it onto the floor of the hallway. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the table.

"Well don't you look amazing." a voice said from the corner of the room. Abby jumped and turned around, grasping the knife sitting on the table. David jumped from the chair and put his hands above his head.

"Hey, relax! It's only me." he said in a voice with a mixture of fear and amusement in it. Abby breath a sigh of relief and set the knife on the table then walked over to David and embraced him in a hug, which he returned.

"You scared me. God." she said into his ears. David laughed.

"Well, you did spend four hours in a cemetery full of dead people." he said smugly. Abby pulled back and stared at him, her eyes full of confusion.

"How did you know about that?" she asked. David's eyes grew wide, then went back to normal, almost so fast that Abby didn't see it but she did.

"Sarah told me." he said shortly. Abby was going to push the matter, but her father walked in to the kitchen and stopped when he saw the two of them together. David nodded toward her father and smiled.

"How are you today Detective Holmes?" he asked sincerely. Holmes snorted and shook his head.

"You already have my daughter's hand young man, no need to keep talking to me." he said as he grabbed an apple from the table and walked out. Abby chuckled and grabbed David's hand.

"I'm sorry about that." she said smiling. David smiled and kissed her forehead.

"It's fine Darling." he said shortly. He looked into her eyes and smiled. "I have to be going I'm afraid." he said as he grabbed his coat and walked toward the door.

"Was there a reason you stopped by?" Abby asked. David shook his head.

"No." Then he walked out and Abby stood alone.

Suddenly, Holmes's load yelling filled the room. Abby looked at the door and ran out of it and up the stairs. She pushed open the door and stood at the tattered remains of Holmes's room. All of his files were all over the floor, his desk over turned in the corner, and the picture of Irene was smashed against the wall. Abby gasped at the view. Holmes stared at her as she walked in.

"I'm going to kill your little fiancé." he said as he walked toward the window. Watson, who was standing next to Holmes, shook his head.

"Holmes lets be reasonable about this." he said shortly, but Abby wasn't listening.

"Wait, you think he did this!?!" she exclaimed, and Holmes nodded.

"He was the only one here. Who else could have done it?" he said. Abby gritted her teeth, anger raging through her body.

"How about Catherine?!? You two didn't exactly end on good terms." she accused smugly. Holmes glared at her and walked toward her.

"You know why we ending it."

"Yeah, because she wanted to get married." Abby said smugly. "You guys were involved for two years, and the minute she mentioned marriage, it was 'this isn't working out for me. See you.'" She pushed her hair back behind her ears and sighed. "I know David, and he didn't do this." Holmes shook his head and sat at the one chair still upright.

"Holmes," Watson called from his spot near the desk. "we may have a problem."

"And that would be…" Holmes asked.

"The file Irene gave you on the… 'scarlet haired midget' is missing."


Oh No, not good for Holmes. Anyway, please review and let me know what you think!!!