Wow. This is the thirtith chapter. This is the longest thing I've ever written. I am so proud of myself right now. And of you guys, for sticking with it for this long.
Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock.
When John got back to Baker Street from work, Sherlock was sitting in his chair. He had turned it so that it faced the door.
"Hello John."
"Hi Sherlock. What are you doing?"
"I'm giving Kailey fashion advice."
"You're what?"
There was a rapid succession of thumping coming down from John's room. Kailey was wearing a brand new outfit, one that suited the summer weather more than winter.
"Hi John!" she said cheerfully.
"Heeeeyyyy, Kailey!" John gave a once over. "You look great!"
"Thanks! Sherlock helped me pick them out!" Kailey pranced into the parlor. "How's this, Sherlock?"
Sherlock was quite for a moment. "Nice."
"You like it?"
Sherlock nodded.
"Yeaaa!" Kailey jumped up and down and clapped like a little kid. John had never seen her so happy.
"So, is this all you bought?" he asked, tossing his coat onto the arm of his chair.
"No; there's more upstairs." Kailey gasped with inspiration. "I'll go get it!" She ran out of the room and thundered back up the stairs.
"So." John leaned on the arm of his chair. "You took her shopping?"
"Yes. Or rather, she went shopping, and I followed after her."
"But – she said that you helped her pick out her clothes."
"I gave her some guidance, yes."
Kailey came down the stairs with an armload of brightly colored clothes. Some still had the tags attached.
"Wow! Is this all you bought?" John asked, feigning surprise.
"Most of it. There's some still upstairs." Kailey shifted the items in her arms. "I needed to save some money for my plane ticket."
"Plane ticket?" John looked at Sherlock, then back at Kailey. "Where are you going?"
"To Rio. That's where our other house is." Kailey said. "Dad left it to me." She looked back and forth between the two men. "Where else am I going to stay?"
You could stay with here, thought John. But he kept quiet.
The talents of Sherlock know no bounds.
