A couple days past Scarlett was showing great improvement, her lungs were back to normal and had gotten her chest tube remove, but when Sherlock walked in her room she was not In a good mood.

"I'm hungry," she frowned with her arms cross.

"The doctor said you can't eat anything for five hours." He responded

"I haven't eaten anything for three days." She continues to complain.

"That was last week!" He fought back.

"Still I'm hungry!"

Sherlock sigh, "Scarlett you're acting like a five year old."

She looked at him with sadness and fake tears rolling down her cheek.

"Don't you dare give me that look! It won't work this time."

"UGH!" Scarlett groans.

Sherlock's phone started to buzz, he shoves his hand on his pocket and took out his phone.

I have some papers for you to sign. Come to my office. MH

Sherlock rolled his eyes and shoved his phone in his pocket.

"I have to go somewhere behave yourself." He warned her

"Where are you going?" she asked

"Mycroft needs me to do some stuff."

"Can you stay here just a little bit longer?"

Sherlock looked at her, her eyes were filled with terror, her lips were trembling and her hands were gripping on the white sheets.

"Don't tell me you're scared?" he asked.

"What if he comes for me again?"

"Scarlett, don't be silly the entire place is surrounded by security." He scoffs

"Still… can you just stay till John gets here?"

Sherlock sigh and took out his phone again and started texting John.

I need you to watch Scarlett for me while I'm out. SH.

He's phone went off again and looked at the message.

On my way. JW

"He's on his way." Said Sherlock

"So what does da…uncle need you for?" she asked

"I have absolutely no idea." He replied.

After couple minutes John arrived at the hospital and Sherlock put on his blue scarf and was ready to leave.

"By the way John, she's not supposed to eat anything for five hours."

"Got it, where are you going?" he asked

"Mycroft's" Sherlock said coldly.

"Don't start a war." John joked while Sherlock left with a smile in his face.

Mycroft was looking through some files when he heard a knock from his door. He put down his cup of tea and yelled, "Come in."

There was his younger brother standing in his office giving him the "I don't want to be here" look.

"Ah, nice to see you Sherlock." Mycroft said with a smile.

"Tell me what I need to sign and I'll leave you in peace."

Mycroft still gave him the "I'm going to murder you later" smile and handed him an envelope.

"What is it?" Sherlock asked.

"Why don't you open it and find out."

Sherlock rip open the envelope and took out a couple piece of paper.

"I'm giving up my guardianship of Scarlett and now handing it to you dear brother." said Mycroft.

"How come? I though you love playing mummy." Sherlock mocked.

"Well, since Scarlett knows the truth I don't see the point of me raising her anymore. And you said you wanted her back didn't you?"

Mycroft got up from his chair and handed Sherlock a pen.

Sherlock stared at the paper for a while; he then gave a small sigh and started signing the papers.

"I bought 221C for Scarlett to live and I already hire someone to remodel that dump place."

Mycroft took the papers from Sherlock's hand and put them back in the envelope.

"Thank you for coming Sherlock, you may leave now." He waved his hand to the door.

"She wasn't taken away from me because of my financial reason was it?" Sherlock asked

Mycroft stopped what he was doing and looked at Sherlock slowly.

"No," Mycroft sigh, "it was because of your drug use, you weren't giving her proper care."

"True, but only you and mum knew about my drug problem."

"It was for the best." Mycroft protest.

"By separating us?" Sherlock raised a brow.

Mycroft didn't say anything and sat on his chair silently.

Sherlock got up and started to button his jacket, "Are you coming to the party?"

"I'm afraid not. I have a meeting in America."

"How dull." Sherlock scoff.

"Goodbye Sherlock." Mycroft raised his voice

"Later!" and Sherlock was out of his sight.

The next week Sherlock got his guardianship back to raise Scarlett and was able to take her home with him.

"So I really am going to stay with you guys?" she asked.

"Obviously." Sherlock responded.

"And da…uncle doesn't mind about this?" she raised a brow.

"Yes."

"So where will I be staying since there's no room at the flat."

"You'll be staying at 221C."

"But that place is a rundown." She complained.

"Mycroft remodel the place so it will be just fine." John said with a smile.

Scarlett gave a sigh of relieve and continued to gaze at the window.

They finally arrived at Baker Street, Scarlett was ahead of the two men and opened the black door and inside was something Scarlett didn't expecting.

"Happy Birthday!" A group of people yelled.

Scarlett was stunned, her eyes were wide, her mouth was open, and her face went red with embarrassment.

"Wait… Today's my birthday?" she looked at Sherlock

He gave a smile and said, "Happy 16th Birthday."

John glanced up at the two and said, "I thought you were already 16."

Scarlett sticks her tongue out at John and said, "I like to round my age on the month of my birthday."

All three of them went in and greeted the people in the room.

There was Lestrade holding a beer in his hand and raised it for Scarlett, "Happy Birthday!" he yelled.

Scarlett gave him a small smile and whispered, "thank you".

There was Molly Hooper whom Scarlett never met.

"Hello, I'm Molly." She stretched out her hand for Scarlett.

"Oh, yes my father talked about you." Scarlett shook her hand.

"He has?" Molly gave a nervous smile.

"Ya, you're the girl that let him take the body parts home."

"Well, you can't really say no to him."

"It's nice to meet you Molly. Will it be alright if I visit St. Bart's sometime?"

"Sure, come visit anytime."

After she finished talking to Molly, she went up to her father, "I really don't see why you don't like her."

"She's annoying." Sherlock protest.

"But she's a sweet girl, and I think she likes you."

"Dating is not my area."

Sherlock was scanning the room and he notice two people he did not want to see.

"Why are you here?" Sherlock yelled

There was Sargent Donovan and Anderson talking to each other sweetly.

"We heard they was a party so we invited ourselves." Donovan said this while drinking her wine.

"I don't want you here, get out!" Sherlock raised his voice.

"Dad, just leave them alone." Scarlett tried to pull him away.

"Yes, Sherlock listen to your daughter." Anderson mocked him.

Sherlock was about to argue, but saw a young family entering the flat.

"Who are they?" Scarlett asked.

Sherlock didn't say anything. He grabbed her hand and went up to the young family.

"Alyssa." Said Sherlock

"Sherlock, nice to meet you again, this is my husband Daniel and my two children James and Jenna." Alyssa introduces the rest of her family.

"Hello," the two children waved at them.

"Hello," Scarlett smiled at the two children and waved back at them.

"Alyssa, this is Scarlett." Sherlock placed his hand on her shoulder.

When Alyssa look at Scarlett, tears were rolling down and she knelt down and touched Scarlett's hand.

"I can't believe how much you've grown."

She looked at Scarlett's small soft hands and whispered, "You have your mother's hand."

"You knew my mother?" Scarlett asked.

"Of course I do, she's my sister." Alyssa smiled at her.

Scarlett was stunned when she heard this; she had never met anyone that was close to mother.

Alyssa studied Scarlett's face and said, "You look so much like your father."

Scarlett laughed, "Ya, I get that a lot."

Alyssa took out a big box from behind and gave it to Scarlett.

"It was something your mother was working on before she died."

Scarlett started to shake, she had never received anything from her mother, and a gift like this was special to her.

"Well, aren't you going to open it?" Sherlock asked.

Scarlett nodded and unwrapped the present. Inside the box was a huge brown photo album. She slowly picked it up from the box and touched the brown leather. She slowly opened the book and the first thing she saw was a picture of her parents on their wedding day.

She studied the picture, there was her father, younger, and was wearing a black tux, a white rose on his left side, and had a wide smile. Next to him was a young bride wearing a tight wedding dress, holding white flowers, her hair was blonde and curly, her eyes were green, and she also had a huge smile on her face.

"That's my mother?" Scarlett whispered.

"That's her." said Alyssa with a smile.

Scarlett looked at her aunt and gave her a big hug, "Thank you so much."

They embraced each other for five minutes and Scarlett continues to look at the album with her two cousins.

"That was nice of you." Said Sherlock

"Are you complimenting me Sherlock?" she gave a smile.

"No," he responded.

"Do you have a DVD player?" she asked

"Yes… Why?" he raised a brow.

She took out a DVD out of her purse and went in front of the TV.

"It better not be what I think it is." He warned her

"It is." She replied and put the DVD in the DVD player.

"You wouldn't." his voice went cold.

She went up to him closely and whispered, "This happens when you don't show up to my wedding Sherlock Holmes."

She turned away from him and yelled, "Who wants to see the Holmes family video?"

Everyone glanced up and sat around the TV.

"Alyssa, if you click that play button you'll regret it." He hissed at her.

"I regret nothing Sherlock."

Okay I lied this is not the last chapter, but the next chapter will be. Again I want to thank everyone who's been reading my story. I am planning to write a sequel, but it might take a while since I have school. Please review