Here I am with chapter 3!!! Also, this story was started by me, Talons, but Stripe's helping me now. Actually, she doesn't start to help me until the next chapter, but, hey, it's close, isn't it? Hope you guys like it! Please please please please please please please please please please please please please please R&R!!!!! Much appreciated!

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Don't own the characters 'cept Alexia and the kids. On with the story!!!

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The room was quiet. She still hadn't woken up yet. Mrs. Hudson decided it was time to telegram Mr. Holmes.

She gave her telegram over th telephone, sent to...where? She didn't know! Now, who would know...Watson, surely, butshe didn't want to go through the chaos of that coming...Why, of course! She'd call Mycroft. He's the only one that can keep his wits about him. Except when it comes to children, that is...

She rang up Mycroft. "Hello? Mycroft?... Yes, I'm fine, and you? ... Good... Yes, Russell doesn't know where Holmes is...How is Russell? Oh, she hasn't woken up yet... Yes, she's very tired. She had a long night last night... Do you know where Holmes is? I need to send him a message... Actually, Mycroft, I need to tell him directly... Yes, it's very important... Mycroft, just give me his location!... Mycroft, I am not in the mood to get into an argument! I need to know where Holmes is... Please, Mycroft, just tell me where he is!... Austria? He isn't with Sherringford, is he?... No? Good... Where exactly in Austria?...Oh, all right... Thank you very much!" And before he could ask any more questions, she hung up on him. She put in her telegraph over the phone. "Yes, just a simple message... 'Russell's in trouble.'...Yes, that's it...send it to...Okay? Do you have the address? Good! Please send it immediately...Oh! Yes, just charge it on the Holmes account... Good-bye!" She hung up and checked on Alexia.

"I wonder who she is?" thought Mrs. Hudson. "Why is she here? Has she been unconscious all this time? How is she mixed up in this? Who is she?"

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"I wonder how Russell and the children are?" Holmes mused. "I had expected her to follow me. I suppose she decided to be prideful and not follow. Very well; it is better for her to take care of the children, anyhow." But he thought to himself, This isn't like Russell. Where is she?

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"When will Holmes get that telegram?" wondered Mrs. Hudson. She was taking care of the children while the nurses--the ones the doctor left--were taking care of the two women. She sighed, trying to answer he children's questions. "Where Mommy?" "Where Daddy?" "Don' see Mommy!" "Daddy? Daddy? I don' see Daddy!" "Gramma, where Daddy?" She loved the children calling her Grandma.

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THAT NIGHT

"Telegram for you, sir," said the maitre `d.

"Thank you," said Holmes. He picked the telegram up off of the platter and opened it. He read it, then stood up suddenly, cursing. He rushed out of the door, shoving some bills into the maitre `d's hand and ran out the door, forgetting his hat and coat.

He tried hailing a cab, but decided he'd be quicker on foot. He ran like a mad man, shoving (politely, of course) through the stream of people. Just imagine the scene: A man dressed like a dandy from a noble house running wildly down the sidewalks of Vienna, mumbling to himself.

He made it to the train station. He bought a ticket to Le Havre, France. Then, eh planned to take a boat from there to Portsmouth. "I never thought this would happen! All I tried to do was lead Russell to Vienna and have a nice, quiet journey! I just wanted to have a nice little vacation with her alone!" He boarded the train a few minutes later, the porter trying to figure out why this dandy had a British accent and not one bit of luggage.

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ALSO THAT NIGHT

"Hello, Mrs. Hudson! How are the children?" A large man walked through the doorframe.

"Oh, Mycroft, good! I could use some help! Could you take Judith and David for a moment?"

"Why, of course, Mrs. Hudson! But where is Mary?"

"She's, ah, a bit indisposed today. She had a very long night last night and needs her rest."

"Hasn't she rested all day?"

"Oh, she did, but she's still so tired. She really needs a vacation."

"But..."

"Ah, well...ahem...she had a very tiring night last night."

"All right." He took Judith and David to play outside. He decided not to press the issue, knowing that Mrs. Hudson was much more than Watson had portrayed her as.

Mrs. Hudson was beginning to slowly go nuts. "When will Holmes get here?!"

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