-A Few Days Later-
-221B Baker St.-

"You need to talk to her Sherlock. She's not safe here." I could hear Mum say.

"It's her life, let her live it. You can't hide her forever." Sherlock said.

"Talk to her."

"Nothing is going to come from it."

I put my headphones on and turned on my music. I had it loud enough to where I couldn't hear Sherlock and Mum. The down fall to having my music up very loud is that I couldn't hear, and not hearing results to your heart jumping when someone touches my shoulder.

"What?" I asked hanging my headphones around my neck, "Oh, hi Sam. Why are you here?" I barely recognized him without the suit on.

"I came to check up on you, to make sure that you were okay."

"I'm well, thanks. Sherlock has me hiding out here ever time my parents come over."

"Why are you back here?"

"My mum wants me to go back home with them. She doesn't think I'm cut out for the world." I said leaning against the headboard.

"You aren't leaving, are you?" He asked leaning up against the wall.

"No, I'm not going anywhere."

"The sooner you ask her, the sooner you'll get your answer." Sherlock called out.

"Ignore him, he doesn't know when to stop." I said.

"He's got a point."

"I'm sorry… What?"

"Friday, it's my day off. Would you like to grab some fish and chips or something?" He asked.

"As long as they doesn't kill me." I smiled.

"So is that-"

"Yes." Sherlock and I said.

"Are you guys always like this?" Sam asked.

"No, he's usually in his mind palace half the time."

"His what?"

"Never mind." I chuckled.

-Friday-

"Where are you going?" Mum asked standing in the bedroom doorway.

"I can tell you where I'm not going." I said pulling my hair up in a messy bun.

"Isn't this Sherlock's room?" She asked.

I rolled my eyes and looked at my phone, "Dammit Sherlock." I said looking at the clock again, "Even when you're not here, you still make my late." I gathered my stuff and rushed to the door.

"Diane Stefani Scarlett Holmes-"

"Not another word." I said hitting the bottom of the stairs, "First of all, it's Stefani. Secondly, I can take care of myself."

"What if you get another allergic reaction?"

"I'm not a child, I know how to read a menu and ask questions. This is why I left, this is why Sherlock took me with him."

"He's your brother, not your parent."

"He was more of a parent than you ever were." I said, "I'm sorry that I'm not like Sherlock or Mycroft. I'm sorry I'm not as brilliant as they are. But I'm not sorry for being me, Mum, you can't change me. No one can. So just, stop trying to and be happy with who I am." I said walking out the door before she could say another word.

-A Random Café-

"I was beginning to think you ditched me." Sam said as I took a seat.

"Sorry, Sherlock set the clocks back a half hour and Mum was over, let's not talk about that." I said.

"Okay, then let's talk about Sherlock."

"In general or why he set the clocks back."

"In general, I pretty much have an idea of why." He said folding his hands.

"He's Sherlock Holmes, my brother, he's a high functioning sociopath, he plays the violin, refuses to play cluedo the right way." My phone began to ring, I looked at it and it was Mum. I ignored the call and placed it on the table.

"You two seem really close."

"We are. He practically raised me, even though we were living with my parents still."

"Why did he pretty much raise you?"

"My dad was still working and Mum, just wasn't happy that I wasn't like my brothers. When Dad was home I was her child, when he was at work I wasn't even acknowledged… Not really." My phone rang again, this time it was Sherlock, "Excuse me." I answered it.

"Stef, where are you?"

"At a café, with Sam, why?"

"I need you, when will you be home?"

"I don't know, an hour maybe."

"Perfect. See you then"

"What was that about?" Sam asked.

"Sherlock he needs me. But it can wait a minute." I said putting my phone down and stared at it.

"Stef just go."

"What?" I looked at Sam.

"You've been staring at your phone for the last 20 minutes. Go to him. I can take a rain check."

"I'm sorry." I said rushing out of the café.

-221B Baker St.-

"Sherlock, why is the police here?" I asked entering the living area seeing that Sherlock was on the computer.

"He needs help with his best man speech and he texts me saying it's an emergency and I think he has a gun held to his head." Lestrade said walking past me, going outside.

"Seriously, your speech!"

"Yeah." He said not looking away from the computer screen.

"Dammit Sherlock, I left Sam in the middle of a café because I was worried about you."

"You do realize he's gay." He looked at me.

"What?"

"He's gay. Did you not hear me?"

"No I heard you." I said going to his/my room, "He may have a crush on you, but then again who doesn't."