Eurus read what Sherlock has wrote and quickly typed out a reply.

-I'm fine, Sherlock. Do remember that caring isn't an advantage. I'm sure Mycroft has told you to discontinue your association with me until you are older. I'm also sure that he will be taking away this computer, thereby ensuring that we will not communicate. Brother mine, you're close enough on your memory.

Post.

Eurus counted down from ten and was greeted by the nurse.

"Mycroft has ordered me to take away your computer." said the nurse on the other side of the glass.

Eurus picked up her violin and played a horrendous composition for awhile as the nurse stood outside her cell.

"No." said Eurus before returning to her playing.

"Eurus." said the nurse loudly, "Please co-operate. I will not have another 'December' incident."

"Oh, don't be silly." Eurus turned to face the nurse, "I'm quite sure that will never happen again." Eurus said it in a slightly threatening tone. "I will keep the laptop until I have seen Mycroft personally. Oh, could you get me a cup of tea?" Eurus waited as the nurse went to make the tea, knowing that she had the habit of coming into the cell to give Eurus tea. When she did, Eurus decided to engage her in conversation. Eurus rarely did this and when she did the nurse would listen for hours, the record was five.

The nurse entered the cell from the side door- a nearly invisible panel only able to opened with a key card and ever changing code.

"I got English Breakfast." said the nurse handing Eurus the tea.

"Good." said Eurus simply.

"Up for conversation?" asked the nurse

"Could use some fresh air." said Eurus sarcastically

"What would you like to talk about, then?" asked the nurse

"Not the weather." said Eurus continuing the use of her sarcastic tone.

"Mycroft is coming on Friday." said the nurse, Eurus hummed in reply.

"Chess?" asked Eurus hopefully

"Beat me, why don't you?" said the nurse with a smile, "I'll get the board." The nurse came back a few minutes later with the chess board Mycroft had provided as a birthday present. They played for hours, Eurus won every game.

"That was predictable." said Eurus

"How do you always win?" asked the nurse in a joking tone.

"I'm too clever." replied Eurus sullenly.


Close enough? Sherlock wondered at what Eurus had said but decided to push it out of his mind until Sunday. This was going to be a very long week.

Sherlock reviewed what he needed to do in his school work but decided it was rather futile to attempt any work at the moment. Instead he decided to spend a day out. He quickly went to tell Mrs. Hudson he would be going out before he headed out.

Once outside he pulled the hood up from his hoodie and decided to walk to the library that was furthest away. When he entered after the long walk he put down his hood.

"Hello Sherlock! Haven't seen you here in a while." the librarian behind the desk greeted him. She was older and often wore her gray hair down.

"Any new chemistry books?" asked Sherlock

"I don't know, possibly." said the librarian

"As helpful as ever." said Sherlock sarcastically before going to the non-fiction section. He selected a book on psychology given his recent interest in the subject and went to find a quiet place to read.

Sherlock, however, was finding it hard to concentrate on the book and his mind kept returning to the mystery of Eurus-as he had taken to calling the event. He decided to once again review all the information he had.

He knew she had killed Redbeard.

Redbeard was his dog.

Eurus was-now confirmed-his sister.

He closed the book and leaned his head back, categorising the new information and recategorising Eurus into his family wing. He tried to remember more of her, but realised it was futile. All he could remember was the quaint family holiday and the rare, quiet family breakfast, of these he couldn't place the location, time, or remember context of any sort.