Hello, and welocme back! Happy First of September! Isn't this a great way to starrt off the month?
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock.
When school ended, Kailey gathered her things from her locker and walked out the front of the school. She was going to take the subway home, but instead saw John standing next to a taxi.
"So, how was school?" John asked once they were on their way to Baker Street.
"It was okay," she said. She hesitated. "John, I talked to a guy today."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. I had to go to an empty classroom to talk to him. He just asked me a bunch of questions."
John wrinkled his forehead. "What was his name?"
"I don't know. I didn't ask."
When they reached the flat, John let Kailey go in first. "Do you have any homework?"
"Not really," said Kailey, jogging up the stairs. "I have a little math, but-"
At this point, Kailey had opened the door. She gasped.
The man she had talked to at school was there.
"What's wrong?" asked John.
Kailey pointed. "That's the man I talked to at school!"
John groaned. "Mycroft!"
"I was making sure she was safe."
"You didn't have to scare her, though!" John said, walking into the room and tossing his coat onto his chair.
Kailey stood awkwardly in the door.
"It's alright Kailey!" John called from the kitchen. "He's safe!"
Kailey visibly relaxed and started to deposit her things onto the sofa.
"So," Mycroft said. "How's the case going?"
"Good." John entered back into the parlor. "We've made some break throughs." He looked around the room. "Where's Sherlock?"
As if on cue, Sherlock burst into the room. He had a thick sheft of papers in his hands. His eyes locked onto Mycroft. "No."
"I'm already working on one!" Sherlock strided toward his brother and stood right in front of him. "Now I suggest you leave before something regretful happens."
There was a slight pause as the Holmes brothers had a stare-down. Mycroft finally broke. "Alright Sherlock. I'll leave." He started toward the door. "I know when I'm not wanted."
At the last second, he turned around. "It was nice to meeting you Kailey," he said. Mycroft left the flat.
Kailey puckered her lips. "Wow."
"Sherlock, what's all this?" John gestured toward the sheft of papers that was still in his hand.
"Collin was being blackmailed," he announced and slapped the papers that were still in his hands.
"By who?" asked John.
"By what?" asked Kailey.
"He's from Ireland and wanted to make it big. However, his family didn't have any money and so he had to find other means of acquiring his fame."
"You haven't answered my question." Kailey said. John shushed her.
"Collin met this man who said he could help. He set Collin up as a rising cooking star and started to introduce him to the right crowds. Collin had agreed to pay this man each month, but was getting behind in his payments. This mystery man threatened to blackmail him if he didn't pay up. Collin failed to do so, and . . ." Sherlock drew his index finger across his throat.
"So he was executed?" Kailey said."
"Correct."
"Well, who's this mystery man?" John asked.
"Not sure. I haven't found any information on that yet. But I will."
"Sooo . . . now what?" Kailey patted her hands together.
"See if your friend e-mailed you back. John and I are headed back to the studio."
"Right."
"Come on John!" Sherlock jogged out of the flat. "I'm on a roll!"
So now you have a bit of an explanation. I hope that helps.