Hello everyone! I have plenty of excuses for not updating this story and the next one, but I will not bore you with all of those reasons! Here is the next chapter, sorry it is so short! I'm slowly but surely getting back to writing again. I just don't want to give y'all a chapter without any meaning. I hope that made sense, anyway, make sure to let me know if you like this story and have suggestions of where you would like to see it go! Love you all lots!

~LoveIsAFairyTale

The rest of the day turned into a blur since Adrienne got swept to the sidelines while everyone was discussing body parts. She didn't care though, since she had no extensive knowledge of body parts other than the one year of anatomy she took when she was younger.

"YES!" Sherlock proclaimed with the excitement of a seven year old boy who had been told he could have ice cream for everyday for the rest of his life.

"It was the daughter that did it." He announced flinging his coat on and starting towards the lab doors.

"The daughter? The sixteen year old daughter?" John questioned.

A smirk appeared on the consulting detective's face as he turned around, "Yes. It was a very sloppy murder. It was obviously her since she only tried to hurt him not actually kill him. She thought she could just slightly wound his chest, ridiculous since she happened to puncture a lung. Then the weapon, a dagger, was Percy's which meant he handed it over to someone whom he could trust. How do you know it is his? Look at the engraving, surely Gavin would have even picked that up. Then it had to be his daughter, since his wife is dead and they didn't have any more children. They have no close family and he has no enemies, he was the type of man who was very powerful and got what he want, but didn't hurt anybody in the process. He seemed to be respected by his peers and co-workers. Oh, and why did she kill him? She loved her father, very much so, but she didn't want her daddy to find out she is with child."

John, Molly, and Lestrade were the perfect description of gaping goldfish.

Adrienne was impressed, but didn't want his ego to skyrocket anymore than it already had been. So she just sat there with a neutral expression on her face.

"Are you going to go get her or something? If you are, you might want to hurry since she is probably trying to escape town at this very moment, possibly with her baby daddy." Adrienne thought out loud and Sherlock jerked his head back to her direction. He seemed to forget she was here and was not marveling at his amazing deduction skills.

She made a shooing motion with her hand, hoping he would get the message to hurry on. Sherlock bolted out the doors with John and Lestrade trailing behind. Not even a second later she could hear Greg shouting, "MY NAME IS NOT GAVIN!"

Adrienne bit her lip as she tried not to smile until she heard their footsteps eventually fade away. Molly started to giggle then started to laugh loudly as her cousin joined her.

"I didn't know the morgue would be so much fun. It just seems so lifeless down here, you know?"

Molly rolled her eyes, "Nice try at a pun, Adrienne."

"Worth a shot, it's not like anybody else is going to do that around here!" She said with a reluctant smile.

"Adrienne." Molly tsked as she picked up some files that Sherlock accidentally spilled after flinging his coat around.

"I'm done, I promise." She said as she got up to help her, then couldn't help but say on more thing, "I'm pretty sure everyone is dying to be here-"

Molly smacked her with a folder she was holding and Adrienne pouted, "Okay you kill joy-"

Another smack, "That really wasn't meant to be a joke. I swear."