Alright... This was just going to be a one-shot, but I got a review from badwolf92myers asking if it was going to be a multichapter fic. Well I thought about it, PM'd jack63kids about it, and decided to add more! The first chapter is basically a summed up version of the entire thing, but the next however many chapters will be random things.

Because of what is mentioned above I dedicate this chapter to badwolf92myers and jack63kids

Any spelling and or grammar mistakes are mine. Totally mine, if you notice them, please PM me about them so I notice too.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, I will never own nothing and never can. I'm a teenager so I don't have money!

Sherlock sat for a moment looking at little Christin. He realized he had classes to go to – well, did have them. He missed them already because he was shopping with Christin.- But he was supposed to do something else and had deleted it. He knew it was important, but didn't know what it was. Christin stared at him while he thought and she mimicked his every move

"Will you stop that?" He asked with a sigh "You're acting like Greg" He said and then it hit him. He was supposed to call Greg about dinner tonight.

Christin tilted her head and squinted slightly "Greg?" She questioned Sherlock as he stood and went to the phone

"Yes, Greg. Now hush Christin I'm on the phone" Sherlock said as he dialled Greg's number.

Christin just nodded and sat on the floor watching Sherlock pace while on the phone trying to get a hold of Greg.

"Sherlock" Greg said when he answered "Are you calling to make plans for dinner or cancel them?"

"Make them." Sherlock said rolling his eyes "But we need to make some... adjustments" Sherlock finished looking over at Christin who was sitting in his chair staring at him.

"Oh yeah?" Greg said "Like what?" he said with a slight chuckle

"Well... Why don't you just come here so we can discuss it?" Sherlock said shifting slightly.

"Alright. When should I be there?" He asked

"Um..." Sherlock said looking at the clock. "How about half hour?"

It was four-thirty, so that meant Greg would get there at five. So Sherlock had a half hour to figure out what to say, and get Christin ready for dinner.

"Sure" Greg said after a moment "See you then. Bye Sherlock"

"Bye" Sherlock said and hung up.

Sherlock turned to look at Christin who was making faces at him "Well... Let's get you ready for dinner shall we?"

"I don't know why you needed me to meet you here instead of the restaurant" Greg said as he entered Sherlock's flat "What's all... This?" He asked taking the room in.

It was covered in girly things. Little hair bows, the shoes Sherlock had bought earlier and in the middle of the chaos sat Christin. She was wearing a black dress and had a small pink bow in her hair. Sherlock was slouching against the wall watching her watch Greg.

"Hello sweet heart. What's your name?" Greg said kneeling in front of her.

Instead of answering, she turned to Sherlock and stared.

"Her name's Christin. She doesn't like talking." Sherlock said standing straight and going over to them

"Oh yeah? Hi Christin" Greg said with a smile and stood up to look at Sherlock "Who is she?"

Christin followed in what they were doing by standing and then she went up to Sherlock and held up her little chubby arms. "Up Papa" She said reaching for Sherlock.

"Did she just...?" Greg asked letting his sentence trail off

"Yes," Sherlock said lifting her up onto his hip "She did." He said with an eye roll and poked Christin's nose causing her to giggle.

"Sherlock, what'd you do?" Greg said looking at him sternly

"I have no idea! I came home this morning, and she was sitting where my experiment had been!" Sherlock exclaimed making gestures with his free hand.

"Well, then she probably came from the experiment." Greg said looking slightly angry

"That's what I assume" Sherlock said with a shrug matching Greg's look.

"This is just great." Greg said throwing his hands into the air and turning from Sherlock "What does your brother think? Eh? What's he gonna say?" He asked turning back to look at the young man holding the toddler

"No mean to Papa" Christin said pointing at Greg "We don't be mean to Papa, Greg" She said with a nod.

Greg stared in shock and Sherlock just smiled

"Well" Sherlock said with a slight chuckle after a moment "She told you"

"Shut up Sherlock," Greg said and turned slightly so he was looking at Christin who was giving him an evil glare. "I'm not being mean. I'm just talking to him."

"No" She said looking at him with wide eyes "You're being mean. We don't like mean people, Greg" She told him and looked at Sherlock "Down."

Sherlock put her down and she walked over to some toys he had gotten her and plopped down to play.

"She's a handful I see" Greg said after a moment of watching her play

"She is. But she's sweet." Sherlock told him and sighed. "I take it dinners off?" Sherlock asked looking at Greg

"Course not." Said Greg with a smile "How about Chinese?" He asked and Christin sat up straight listening

"Alright. Let's go." Sherlock said and looked at Christin "Coat." He instructed her and she went to get her coat from the kitchen

"You have a child trained like a dog. Sherlock that's just bad" Greg said with a shake of his head and a smile playing at the corners of his lips

"She listens" Sherlock said with a small shrug and put his own coat on as Christin walked back into the room and went straight to Greg

"You going to be nice now?" She asked looking up at him with her big blue eyes.

"Of course I am." He said smiling at her

She bobbed her head from side to side never taking her eyes off Greg "Ok." She said and smiled "Up?" She asked reaching for him

Sherlock looked slightly taken aback as Greg picked Christin up. She had glared at any of the sales clerks who went near her, and at Lily when she tried helping her with her sleeves.

"Come on Papa" Christin said looking at Sherlock "Chinese! With Uncle Greg!" She said happily

"How does she know the word 'uncle' already?" Greg asked

Sherlock shrugged in reply and buttoned his coat "She came with a preset vocabulary." He said with a laugh and walked out the door

"That's strange." Greg said with a laugh and followed him out.

Sherlock was pretty positive Greg liked Christin. And thank God for that. Now he just has to explain to the land lady, as well as Mycroft, why he has a toddler.