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Anyway, this chapter is nice and long. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock. The term "bloody" also appears.

The next morning, Kailey woke up to the sound of the telly. She opened her eyes slowly, and once everything came into focus, she saw that a news station was on. Kailey sat up. Sherlock was sitting in his chair and toying around on his computer. Or was it John's?

The flat door opened. John walked in carrying a small, brown, paper bag. "Oh hey! You're up!"

Kailey turned her head to look at him. She was squinting against the harsh winter sunlight.

"I got you a bagel from Speedy's." John set the bag on the coffee table.

Kailey watched him without registering much of anything. "Thanks," she muttered.

John stepped back and stuffed his hands into his coat pockets. He stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.

Donovan suddenly appeared in the doorway. She knocked on the doorframe with her knuckle to get everyone's attention. "Kailey," she said. "There's someone down at the station who wants to talk to you." She paused. "He's an American."

Kailey perked up, but then furrowed her brow. "Who is it?"

"I don't know! Now, get in the car, its bloody freezing in here!"

"Really?" Sherlock said from his chair. "I didn't notice."

"I'm fine." John said.

"Me too." Kailey shrugged into her coat.

"Ooohhhh!" Donovan groaned in exasperation. "I'm waiting in the car." She turned and stomped down the stairs.

The trio snickered.

Kailey turned to the doctor. "Are you coming?"

John gave her a sad smile. "No; I have to work."

"What about you, Sherlock?" Kailey turned around to look at him.

Sherlock closed his laptop. "I have nothing better to do." He set the laptop on the floor and jumped up, pulling his scarf from the back of his chair. He started to tie it around his neck.

"Do you want me to call you after I talk to the guy?" Kailey asked John as Sherlock put on his coat.

"No, no, it's fine. You can tell me when I get back." John smiled.

Sherlock walked up and stood next to Kailey. John couldn't help but mentally list the differences between the two.

"Ready to go?" Sherlock asked, giving the orphan an aloof look.

"Yeah." They started toward the door.

"Donovan hates it if you kick the back of her seat."

"Okay!"

John sighed. As much as he tried to keep Sherlock out of trouble, he wasn't always successful.

Lestrade heard the trio arrive well before he saw them. Donovan was yelling about something, Sherlock was making witty, observational comments, and Kailey . . . well, he didn't hear Kailey. But he assumed that she was there.

"Uhhhh!" Donovan burst into the office and stalked over to her desk. Kailey pushed her way forward and jogged up to Lestrade's office. She gasped with pleasure when she saw who was waiting for her. "Mike!"

The man was white, and in his mid-forties. He was wearing a black overcoat on top of his charcoal gray suit. He smiled when he was Kailey and pulled her into a hug.

"Hey girl!" How are you? Are you feeling all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." She pulled away. "Oh, Mike? This is Sherlock Holmes; he's been letting me stay with him and his flat mate."

"Hi." Mike extended his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you." Sherlock shook his hand, and looked Mike up and down. He developed a small, crooked smile, the kind that he got when he knew something.

Mike, however, didn't notice it. "Well," he said. "Let's go inside, shall we?"

Kailey sat down inside Lestrade's office while Sherlock shut the door. Kailey clasped her hands together in her lap. "So. What's up?"

"Kailey," Mike began. Kailey turned to face him. "I haven't been very truthful to you. After you sent me that e-mail, it got me thinking." Mike pulled out a brown envelope and set it on Lestrade's desk. "You're dad made this a few months before he died. He put it in a safe box and gave me one of the keys. He told me to give it to you when the time was right." Mike pushed the envelope toward her. "I think it's that time."

Kailey furrowed her brow. She grabbed the envelope and tore it open, pulling out the contents.

After a moment, she gasped.

Oooohhhhh! Cliffhanger! What do you think it is? Tell me and review!