If you have not seen Sherlock Episode 1 of Series 3 do not continue reading from this point on. There is a little spoiler. You have been warned. :)

"How long as she been like that?" Mycroft asked Mrs. Hudson.

"Days." She replied going back down stairs.

Mycroft walked over to the window forcing the curtains open.

"Bloody... What do you want Mycroft?" I asked laying on the couch, avoiding the sun.

"Sitting in the dark won't get you anywhere. Get dressed, you're spending the day with me." He said leaning on his umbrella.

"And by spend the day with you, I'm going to watch you work." I said getting off the couch and going to the bedroom.

"Not exactly."

"Then what are we doing?"

"I'll meet you in the car. I'll tell you more then."

-Few Hours Later-

"He's alive?! Why would you guys keep this from me?"

"To protect you. He loves you too much to see you get hurt. Stefani, I'm the older brother and you're the younger sister. I'm the British Government and you're a college dropout. I devoted my life to the Government, I spent most of my years focused on getting here I left Sherlock to take care of you. He knows you better than I do."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"So you can move on with your life."

-221B Baker St.-

-1 Year 9 Months Later-

"So this is where you live. Is that a real skull?"

"Yeah, he's a friend... Kind of. Tea?" I asked hanging my coat on the door.

"No, I'm good."

"Marcus it's very much dead. He won't bit."

"I know, I know it's just creepy."

I smiled, "Just don't touch anything." I said as he sat on the couch.

"So you're brother-"

"High functioning sociopath." I said entering the kitchen.

"Right, Stef-"

"Consulting Detective."

"You have visitor."

I exited the Kitchen to see Mycroft standing in the doorway, "What's going on Mycroft?"

"Family crisis I'm afraid."

"I'm sorry Marcus. Um... Here take my notes, go through them. Hopefully it'll get you somewhere. I'm so sorry." I said handing him my note book.

"No, it's okay. Family first. Thanks for this." He said accepting the notebook, "Let me know if you need anything."

"I will. I'll text you."

"You better." He said placing a kiss on my check.

Once Marcus exited the room Mycroft had a funny grin on his face.

"Don't look at me like that." He didn't listen, "What's the crisis?"

"I'm leaving to go get our brother."

"You can't leave him in the wilderness?"

"No, London needs him."

"Why?"

"Terrorist."

"So why are you telling me this?"

"I need you to make sure everything is in order when Sherlock returns."

"So act like you until you return, fun."

"Stefani," He sighed, "I know your still upset but you can't hate him for trying."

"Just text me the details and I'll make sure everything's on order." I said fixing my tea.

"Thank you."

-3 Months Later-

"We're coming home. How is everything?" Mycroft asked.

"Just like you left it brother."

"Is that Stefani? You told her didn't you? Let me speak with her." I heard Sherlock.

"How long?" I asked.

"A few hours. Sherlock-"

"I know, I heard. I'll see you when you land." I said hanging up the phone.

"Ms. Holmes?" One of Mycroft's "goldfish" asked.

"Get everything ready. He's coming home."