"Sherlock Holmes." A man says as the trio walks into a spacious office.
"Sebastian." Sherlock says shaking the mans hand , Sebastian clasping Sherlock's hand in both of his own.
"Howdy, buddy. How long's it been? Eight years since I last clapped eyes on you?" He says, looking at the others. "And who might this little one be, she's going to be a cutie when she grows up?" Flicking the girls chin.
"Mummy say dat men who wook at girls wooks are more wikely be hetro-centric meanies, with ego complex." She said with a smile.
"Did she just say what I think she said." John whispered to Sherlock.
"Yep!" he replied, looking at the disgruntled man who stood up.
"Seems like you're raising quite the feminist…soon they are going to take everything we got…ain't that right." He said, elbowing John.
"Dat's not wat Femism mean." Mia said letting out a dramatic sigh pinching her nose much like Sherlock does when annoyed.
"Actually Mia is my daughter… This is my friend, John Watson." Sherlock clarified. "So, you're doing well. You've been abroad a lot."
"Well, some."
"Flying all the way round the world twice in a month?" Sherlock says as John frowns in confusion but Sebastian just laughs and points at Sherlock.
" Right. You're doing that thing…We were at uni together. This guy here had a trick he used to do." Sebastian says looking at John.
"It's not a trick." Sherlock mumbles.
"He could look at you and tell you your whole life story."
"Yes, I've seen him do it." John said, slightly uncomfortable.
"Put the wind up everybody. We hated him…You'd come down to breakfast in the Formal Hall and this freak would know you'd been shagging the previous night." Sebastian retold the story, ignoring Sherlock and Mia.
"Mummy say freak bad word!" The child exclaimed.
"Did she now? Didn't know that she cleane- Shut up." Sherlock interrupted mid way through his sentence, giving the man a warning look.
"Go on, enlighten me. Two trips a month, flying all the way around the world – you're quite right. How could you tell?"
"You wook wike carrot." Mia said with a smile, much to Sebastian's displeasure. "Mummy say people who no get tan before wook orange."
"Oh God." John mumbled as Sherlock attempted to disguise his laugh as a cough.
"And who exactly is your mummy?" He questioned smugly.
"Her name Ria and she teach and she from Aus-tra-li-a." She said proudly.
"You got a girlfriend?!" He exclaimed.
"Is my romantic life so interesting to you people? What must it be like in your minds…everything must be so peaceful." Sherlock rambled.
"Didn't think you were the settling down type is all." Sebastian says. "Must be one hell of a woman to be able to keep you in line."
"She is." Looking at Sebastian for the first time without a grimace for the first time since he entered the office. "I was made aware that you were in assistance and needed my help." He said after a few moments.
"Yes this way." Sebastian says leading them to a closed off area.
Van Coons Apartment
"Ah, Sergeant. We haven't met." Sherlock says offering his hand to shake. The young man puts his hands on his hips.
"Mummy say it bad manner when you don shake hand." Mia said looking up to the officer.
"Why is there a child at the crime scene?!" The man exclaimed, turning to said child and back to Sherlock.
"Mummy also say it rude to ignore." She said giving a pout to the officer.
"And yeah, I know who you are; and I'd prefer it if you didn't tamper with any of the evidence." He said continuing to ignore the girl who stalked over to a couch and started jumping. "Hey control her, she's contaminating a crime scene!" He exclaimed once more.
"You have to tell her." Sherlock says simply, continuing to look at the apartment.
"Excuse me, she's not mine." The officer later known as Dimmock says.
"Yes, I know. She belongs to me. However, she doesn't like to be ignored so you have to address her yourself." Sherlock says calling Lestrade.
"Hey get down from there." The officer said attempting to grab the child, who slipped out of his hands and onto the next couch before continuing.
"I've phoned Lestrade. Is he on his way?" Sherlock asked.
"He's busy. Im in charge and its not Sergeant; it's Detective Inspector. Dimmock." He said leaving the room.
"I think if Mummy come wit us today, she be mad." Mia said turning to her father.
"I completely agree with you."