Jenny immediately went to wake up Alaya while Vastra gets dressed.

Jenny returns to their bedroom to put on more appropriate clothing. "What do you think they want?"

"Either clarification or possibly an issue with our work. I honestly do not know."

Jenny talks to Vastra's reflection in her mirror, "Whatever it is, we will find a solution."

Vastra's reflection returns a smile, "Yes dear, you are correct."

"We were given instructions to verify information, nothing more. We completed that task thoroughly."

Let us not worry. It might be rather simple."

Knock on the door. "Come in Alaya."

Alaya enters the room. "Good morning,"

"Good morning. We have to head back to Atlantic Mutual Insurance Company. They are sending their men to pick up their boxes. Do not hand over our documentation, it is imperative we secure our work."

"Yes mother Jenny. Anything else?"

"Yes, please put back the foyer as before. If you need help wake Fiona."

Vastra tasting the air, "She is already awake."

Alaya smiles, "You must teach me how to do that?"

Vastra firmly looks to her daughter, "A Silurian is proud to have such a tool. It isn't just for scents and paralyzing prey," Jenny turns her head towards her wife for a second. "... I mean criminals. You use your tool under the cover of darkness. You do not even taste the air of your own home. "

Alaya is now clasping her hands.

Jenny comes between Alaya and Vastra, "Alaya, please button my back." Jenny turns around and Alaya latches all the buttons. Meanwhile, Jenny is looking into Vastra's eyes, "Alaya will use what comes naturally. She might have been gone one year, must I remind you it was six years for our Alaya. She needs training and encouraged to use it in her home, not chastised. She asked to be taught, take that challenge."

Vastra nods, "Shall we go? Alaya I am sorry for being insensitive. We shall add the training to our basement sessions, to ensure we have privacy."

Alaya finishes up the last button and smiles at Vastra. Jenny turns around and kisses her daughter on her forehead. "Thank you dear. Your mother and I will grab our lunch out. You and Fiona must fend for yourselves."

Alaya nods and heads up stairs to Fiona's room. She hesitates to flicks her tongue to find Fiona's scent, she will tray again later. She knocks on the door.

"Come in." Alaya opens the door to find Fiona studying on the floor. Since Fiona's desk procured for family business use the only option is the floor. Fiona looks up, "Good Morning Alaya. How did you sleep?"

"I slept well. We did not attempt to leave this morning. I am pleased Fiona."

Fiona smiles.

"My mothers were summoned to Atlantic Mutual Insurance Company. Delivery men will arrive soon to retrieve their boxes. We are to secure all our documentation. I also need to put the house back in order. I would appreciate any help."

Fiona gets up off the floor. She is wearing the men's cricket outfit.

"Interesting choice of attire."

"It is quite comfortable. I was thinking that my sessions in the basement would benefit from me wearing this instead of my skirted uniform. I like the trousers, especially to sit on the floor like this. I am quite comfortable. What do you think?"

"You look cute. Will you aid in getting the foyer back in order? We also will return the desk to your room."

"Of course. May I make us breakfast? I will make you extra mushrooms."

Alaya puts out her arm and Fiona accepts. "I would also like coffee. We can do this together."

Over the next few hours 13 Paternoster Row transformed back into the original residence. The boxes returned to the insurance company, desk and desk accessories returned to Fiona's room and the foyer to its original state.

Fiona and Alaya flopped into the drawing-room chairs when the doorbell rang. Fiona pulls herself up and soon returns into the drawing-room with Louisa in tow.

Louisa, "I see your home is back to normal."

Alaya quickly boasts, "Yes, Fiona and I tackled it by ourselves."

"Is there anyone else home?"

Fiona, "Vastra and Jenny will be out until after lunch."

"We shall have our session, for today, here in the drawing-room."

Louisa sits down in a chair facing Fiona. Alaya moved her seat to the back of the room. The session began as usual with casual updates. When Louisa asked Fiona, "When you woke up today did you want to leave?"

"No, I didn't"

"What do you think changed?"

"I have been busy and I have a responsibility in the family business. Everyone depended on me. I could not walk away. But then I woke up this morning and all I wanted to do was study. I wanted to learn more. I even changed my outfit for comfort.

"I could not help notice the outfit."

"Yes it is perfect for working out in the gymnasium, studying on the floor and it is freeing being out of skirt."

"I know what you mean. I too enjoy trousers."

The session continues without raised voices or anger coming from Fiona.

After the session Alaya spoke up, "You should wear trousers more often."

Vastra and Jenny have been gone all day. Fiona and Alaya take initiative and decide to make supper. Luckily they did because around four-thirty Vastra and Jenny return.

Alaya and Fiona run to great them.

Jenny, "I smell dinner? Let us eat and talk about our days?"

Vastra and Jenny move into the dining room. Moments later Alaya and Jenny enter with dinner.

Once everyone has food on their plate Vastra tells of their visit to Atlantic Mutual Insurance Company. "... those duplicated addresses assigned to various claims was in fact an employee's address. We sent for the police and they arrested him. Then escorted with the police to arrest the bank employee who set up the bogus savings accounts. Atlantic Mutual Insurance Company couldn't be more pleased. It was quite profitable. More profitable than working with Scotland Yard."

Jenny adds proudly, "We received a handsome income. We deposited the money into our accounts. Fiona, your mother assisted in making a deposit in your account. You mother is looking to spend time with you. She will be over for supper tomorrow."

Fiona nods and smiles, "I do miss her. Please save room for there is dessert."

Alaya excuses herself and returns with an almost perfect custard pie. "Fiona helped. Please ignore the burnt bits, it should taste alright. It isn't soupy."

They all took a bite and Alaya was right, it was good.