John came up the stair to the flat hurriedly, when he walked into the room he found Mycroft and Sherlock sitting in chairs facing one another. He saw that Evangeline was sitting on the armrest of Sherlock's chair; she had stitches above her left eye. "Are you all right, I saw it on the telly." John stated as he stood a little ways from the three. Sherlock was plucking the strings of his violin.

"Me? What? Yah I'm fine, gas leak apparently." Evangeline rolled her eyes at Sherlock's apathetic response. Sherlock looked back at Mycroft, John started pacing a bit.

"I can't." Sherlock drawled out, his tone was uninterested.

"You can't?" Mycroft ask, he looked over at Evangeline she shook her head.

Sherlock rattled off some excuse before Mycroft stated. "Never mind your usual trivia, this is of national importance." Evangeline rolled her eyes at Mycroft when he had turned his head, Sherlock was annoyed that Mycroft was still here. To make matters worse, Evangeline refused to lay down until he was gone.

"How's the diet Mycroft?" Sherlock asked.

"Fine" He sighed then turned and looked at John. "Perhaps you can get through to him John, I'm afraid my brother can be very intransient." Evangeline glared at Mycroft, as Sherlock responded to his brother in his normal dull tone.

Soon after Mycroft started saying something about the Korean government, Evangeline's eyes shot up. A string of information flashed in her mind, she glanced over at Mycroft giving him a very curious look. Mycroft glanced over at Evangeline then said. "But of course you don't need to know about that." Sherlock and John both raised a brow at Mycroft. Evangeline watched as Sherlock said something to John, but Mycroft interrupted him with a different inquiry. Then Mycroft asked John what it was like to live with Sherlock, he said he imagined it to be hellish.

John looked over at Mycroft, "Well I'm never bored." He stated. Mycroft smirked, and then responded quickly. "Good."

After Mycroft left they only sat in silence for a moment before Sherlock's phone rang. It was Lestrode, and there was a case. Sherlock stood up quickly, Evangeline followed soon after. He walked over to door; he turned and looked at John. "I've been summoned, are you coming? I'd be lost without my blogger." He replied sardonically, and then looked over at Evangeline who went back to her usual seat to the couch.

"Will be back soon."

…..

Sherlock wasn't kidding an hour later Sherlock, John and Lesrade came rushing into the flat complex. When she heard the door open Evangeline hurried down the stairs to see what was wrong. It couldn't have been over all ready. Mrs. Hudson and the three boys were standing outside of 221c. Evangeline walked over to Sherlock, he reached out to her and pulled her next to his side. This gesture went unnoticed by the other three standing there.

When Mrs. Hudson opened the door, Sherlock and Evangeline made their way down the steps followed closely by the other two men. The flat was very cold, Evangeline noted as she pulled her shrug tighter to her bones. In the middle of the room sat a pair of tennis, she scanned the room for sign of anything just as Sherlock but the flat was completely empty besides the shoes. Suddenly a loud ringing could be heard, Sherlock pulled a pink phone from his jacket pocket.

Evangeline stepped away from Sherlock, letting him live up this moment. She made a mental note to ask John what exactly has happening later. The woman's voice on the other end was quiet, signaling the end of the phone conversation. Sherlock turned his heel and marched out of the flat and back up the stairs before anyone could utter a world. When they made it to the main hall of the Flat complex, Evangeline turned to walk back up the stairs when Sherlock called out to her. "No, with me." His voice was low, and even though he was so quiet with his words Evangeline hurried after him like old times as he ran out the front door to hail a cab.

The three Baker Street residents sat in the cab a bit squashed, Evangeline was in the middle. She kept glancing over to the shoes as if there was something about them that intrigued her. They arrived at St. Bartholomew's soon after, all three left the cab and Evangeline paid the man holding Sherlock's wallet in her hand. Despite the circumstances Sherlock smirked at his bride when he realized at some point Evangeline had pick pocket him on the ride knowing he would overlook paying the cabbie.

No one looked twice at the trio that made their way down to the lab; someone did send word to one Molly Hooper that Sherlock Holmes had arrived.

….

Evangeline leaned against one of the tables, her eyes were closed she began to think. It had been a long time since she'd been on a case with Sherlock, it would be interesting to watch him work again. Because of her thoughts she missed a moment between her boys, but moments later the door to the lab opened. She glanced up and saw a white coat before she saw the young woman's face. It was Molly, Evangeline grinned. "Any luck?" Molly asked, not noticing Evangeline. A man walked into the lab seconds after Molly. "Oh sorry." He said, his light Scottish accent caught her attention. Observing the interaction between Molly and the man, Evangeline couldn't place her finger on it but there was something odd about this man.

"Jim, this is Sherlock Holmes." Molly introduced him, before turning to John a confused expression lingered on her face. John introduced himself after Molly muttered sorry.

"So this is Sherlock Holmes, Molly told me so much about you. Are you on one of your cases?" The man asked, his gestures were skittish but a tone in his voice lingered and Evangeline did not like it.

Molly noticed Evangeline just as he spoke; she noticed that the other woman was leaned against the table. Her eyes were watching them all silently. "Oh, Evan. Quiet sorry, I didn't see you." Molly apologized her cheeks a little pink. Evangeline nodded her in acknowledgement but didn't utter a word.

"Jim works in IT upstairs, that's how we met office romance." Molly continued explaining, Jim walked around Molly and John to look at what Sherlock was doing.

"Gay." Sherlock stated, Evangeline bit the inside of her mouth to keep from giggling. She watched with mild amusement as Molly muttered 'what?' with a hurt expression. "Uh, nothing hey." Sherlock stated, John gave his flatmate an annoyed look. As Shelock spoke, Jim touched something and it fell onto the floor with a loud clanging sound. Evangeline instantly reached down to pick it up, she handed over to Jim who looked intrigued by her. She gave him a funny look before walking over and standing over Sherlock. There was another strange moment as Jim was leaving; Evangeline really didn't like that man.

"What do you mean gay? We're together." Molly asked him, Evangeline gave the other woman sympathetic look knowing that her husband was about to go off. Sherlock looked over at Molly and gave her a very disapproving look, he spoke with such an air of arrogance that Evangeline placed her hand on Sherlock. It was almost as if she tried to remind him to be kind, but he was in no mood now to do such.

"He's not gay!" Molly told Sherlock firmly. Sherlock rolled his eyes, before going off into a deduction. John made an interjection but Sherlock quickly shot him down. He continued in his little rant until Molly stormed out. Evangeline glanced over at the woman's hurt expression, but because of Jim uncanny personality she couldn't find it in herself to really be concerned.

"Sherlock that wasn't kind." John told him, Evangeline must have missed their first words. She offered John an apologetic look. Sherlock made a motion towards the shoes. "Go on then, if you know what to do."

Evangeline watched as John made his own deduction about the shoes. "I still don't understand why you won't have Evangeline do it." John muttered, she laughed now. But she didn't explain her resonings, John continued with his observations. When he finished Sherlock was very quick to shut him off, saying all of his inquires were wrong. Sherlock proceeded to explain what John said wrong then added in his own deductions. As he spoke Evangeline's eyes widened, she looked down at Sherlock he hadn't realized it yet.

"A child with big feet, who took well care of his shoes." Sherlock began to say, but before he could finished his train of thought Evangeline piped up.

"Carl Powers." Sherlock froze for a moment, looking up at Evangeline. His realization clear across his facial features. He repeated the name louder

"What?" John asked confused by their statement.

"Carl Powers, John." Shelock told him, still looking a bit dazed.

"What is it?" John asked, peering down at Sherlock with interest.

"It's where I began."

XOXOX

AN: Sorry for the long wait. I'm really busy and I don't have to time to sit and watch the Great Game through so I've been watching it in section normally late at night so yah. Please leave a comment and tell me what you think. The Great Game will be continued next time. I will probably spread the case over three chapters or more so please be patient. I know there really wasn't that much dialog in this chapter, but I didn't feel like following the dialog episode all the way because that would be BORING… Lol. Please ignore any errors, I don't have a beta read my story so if there are any mistakes and I'm sure there were some I'll find them and fix 'um if they're major. Word count 1,728.

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Sincerely , LaRae