"Father! Papa! I'm home!" Sabrina yelled, entering the Moriarty-Moran house.
"Hello Sabrina," Sebastian smiled as his daughter entered the living room.
"Where's father?" She asked.
"I'm here." Jim called from the kitchen.
"Good. I need to talk to you. Both of you."
"What's wrong?" Jim asked as he came into the room.
"It's about my boyfriend…you might want to sit down." She told her father. Jim shrugged and took a seat on the couch; Sebastian remained seated at the desk.
"As you know I'm going over to his house to meet his parents tonight, but…he's parents are, err, uh, SherlockHolmesandJohnWatson." The words tumbled out of Sabrina's mouth and she prayed she wouldn't have to repeat them.
"This must be some sort of joke." Sebastian insisted.
"No she's serious." Jim said. "She's dating Hamish Holmes-Watson."
Sebastian stared at his daughter in disbelief.
"Please, I know you must be upset, but-"
"Oh no," Jim interrupted. "I'm not upset. Not in the slightest."
Now it was Sabrina's turn to be shocked. "You-you mean you don't mind? That I'm dating Hamish."
"Nope." Jim shrugged. "Now go pick up your sister."
Sabrina was beaming. "Thank you father." She hugged her father before leaving again.
"Are you out of your mind?!" Moran raved.
"You're just getting that now?" Jim asked, going back into the kitchen.
"But-but a Holmes!?" Sebastian continued, following his husband.
"Yes, a Holmes. Think about it, Seb. If Sabrina is dating the Holmes boy then we might be able to get more done without worrying about Sherlock Holmes and John Watson interfering."
"But suppose they still interfere and Sabrina and Hamish split up?"
Jim shrugged. "Then things go back to the way they were."
Sebastian grunted. "I still don't like it."
"Well let's see how it goes."
Before Moran could reply, the downstairs door opened and the pair's younger daughter, Ellie, came running up the stairs.
Eight o'clock at 221B
"Dad, Papa, I'd like you to meet Sabrina Moriarty." Hamish introduced his girlfriend.
"It's so nice to finally meet you, Dr. Watson, Mr. Holmes, Hamish has told me so much about you." Sabrina tried.
"You too." John said coolly, shaking the girl's hand. Sherlock just went to the window and picked up his violin.
"And this is my Aunt Mary," Hamish said, ushering Sabrina away from his fathers.
"Lovely to meet you." Mary smiled warmly at the girl.
"And you."
"And this is Aunt Molly." Hamish continued.
"Hello."
"And I'm Sybil!" The younger Holmes-Watson exclaimed. Sabrina laughed.
"Yes, I should've guessed. Hamish talks about you a lot."
"What does he say?" Sybil looked up at her older brother suspiciously.
The couple just laughed.
"Good things." Sabrina assured the little girl.
"Shall we eat?" Mary offered, turning to John. "John? Is dinner ready?"
"Yes." The doctor replied. "Sherlock could you help me?" But the detective only continued to play his violin.
As John started setting things on the table, everyone took their seats.
"Sherlock we're eating now." John said in a voice that Hamish knew meant 'get-over-here-right-now-or-else'. Sherlock played a few more notes before setting his violin down and taking a seat at one end of the table.
"So, Sabrina," Mary started. "How did you and Hamish meet?"
A smile appeared on the girl's face. "We go to the same school, you see. It was the third day of school and I was hurrying to get to my next class and I wasn't really looking where I was going. The next thing I know, all my things go flying. Hamish was the one who I bumped into and we both immediately start gathering our stuff. I apologize, he apologized and then we started talking and realized we had the same next class."
"That's lovely." Molly smiled.
The rest of the evening went off without a hitch, for John said next to nothing and Sherlock didn't say a word.
"Well I'd better be going." Sabrina said, rising from the table. "This was wonderful. Thank you for having me." She smiled at her boyfriend's parents. John just nodded back at her, while Sherlock still remained impassive.
"And it was lovely meeting you." Mary said.
"You as well. Goodbye." Sabrina offered the party one last smile before departing.
"I should take off as well." Molly said a few minutes later. "I told Mycroft I'd be home by eleven."
"Thank you for coming Aunt Molly."
"Oh it's no trouble, Hamish. Sabrina's lovely. I'm glad I met her."
Mary stayed for another half hour before following suit.
"You two are terrible." Hamish told his fathers. Sybil had gone to bed a bit before, leaving the three of them in the living room.
"Hamish-" John started, but his son continued.
"No! You barley said anything all night and you didn't even try."
The trio sat in silence for a few minutes. "I'm going to bed." The seventeen-year-old exclaimed. "Goodnight."
John sighed when their son was gone. "Sherlock we need-"
"I've already contacted Moriarty. We're meeting them were it all started tomorrow evening."
This chapter is unbetaed. My beta is busy at the moment, but I thought I'd give you this for now. As soon as she gets back to me, I'll update it!
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~Kate