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Samie jumped up and ran out of Sherlock's room, grasping the stack of letters.
"Ah, you finally decided to tell me wherethe Jaffas were? Too late. John told me." Sherlock looked up from the paper on the table.
"What is this?" Samie asked, holding the last letter in front of Sherlock's face. His eyes widened mementarily in surprise. "A letter." He said. "To me." Samie corrected. "And?" Sherlock sat back. "And' it's important! Who is it from?" Samie said mockingly.
"Doesn't the envelope say?" grumbled Sherlock. "You know very well that it doesn't. And look! There's scribble all over it! Well isn't that nice?" Samie pointed to the red parkings all around the letter.
"Sherlock, what did you do?" John glanced up from his laptop. "I didn't do anything." Sherlock stated, standing up and going to the window. "It doesn't look like nothing. God, Sherlock! Why are you always so childish?" Samie exclaimed.
"You always said you were good with children." Sherlock smirked, looking down at his shoes. Samie sighed and snatched her jacket off of the sofa. "Where are you going?" John wondered.
"Out to find a friend." She replied, slamming the door. A few moments later, Sherlock saw her walking out into the rain. "She'll catch a death of cold out there." John sighed, getting up and reaching for his coat.
"No. I'll get her." Sherlock grumbled, gliding across the floor.
Tears ran down Samie's face as she trudged through the rain. The Doctor had tried to apologize to her, but she had just sent him away. She couldn't believe that Sherlock would keep that letter from her.
Samie looked up. The rain was no longer slowly falling, it was pelting down. She felt the dampness of her jacket. The cold was seeping into her now. As she looked around for a cab, she saw a tree and seeked the small bit of shelter it offered.
It was then that she realized that she didn't know where she was.
Samie stepped out from under the tree, squinting to see any street signs or shops. Rather suddenly, the rain stopped. Well, at least it felt like it. Samie could still see the water falling around her.
"Quite dreary sometimes, London." a voice mumbled behind her. Samie turned around to see a greatly welcomed face. "Doctor." she choked out. Both tears and water ran down her face as she embraced him.