John and Jayden got back to the flat to find that Sherlock was not yet home.

"Want a cuppa?" John asked.

"Sure, thanks." Jayden nodded.

"How do you like it?" John asked.

"3 sugars, no milk."

John dropped the sugars in the tea.

"You like it quite sweet, then." John remarked.

"Yeah." Jayden took the cup from John and sat down on the couch. John sat across from him.

"So, how are you adjusting to England?" John asked. "Do you like it here?"

"Pretty good, I guess. I do miss the U.S., but Sherlock was right, I haven't gotten to see much of here." Jayden said.

"Why not?"

"They keep me at the Holmes mansion most of the time. I've only been out a couple times, and even then..." Jayden hesitated. "I wasn't exactly supposed to be gone. But I had to see what was out there."

"I get it." John nodded. "Sherlock tells me that your parents are a little..."

"Overbearing?" Jayden supplied.

John nodded.

"Yeah, though I wouldn't describe it as 'a little' though." Jayden said.

After a few moments of silence, John spoke up again, unable to keep his curiosity in check any longer.

"If you don't mind me asking," John said, "how did you end up with the Holmes? What happened to your parents?"

"I never knew my dad, and my Mom died a few months after I was born. She worked at a bank in the World Trade center, and then 9/11 happened..."

"Oh, I'm sorry." John said.

"It's not that bad actually," Jayden said, "She died trying to save a few children that got separated from their mother in all that."

"She was a hero." John agreed.

Jayden nodded.

"After that, I've been to a couple foster homes, and stayed at the children's home part of the time, then Mr. and Mrs. Holmes adopted me about three months ago." He continued. "That's brings us to now."

"Do you like living with them?" John asked.

"They're alright, I guess. It could have been a lot worse. I could have been adopted by some grumpy old man who wanted me only to do his farm work or something." Jayden said. "They're really strict, and not all that great at showing affection, but that's really the only down side. Oh yeah, add Mycroft to the list of down sides."

"You don't like Mycroft?" John asked.

"A spoiled brat is all he is." Jayden said distastefully. "I don't care if he's head of the British government, he's a jerk."

"I see." John said, quite entertained.

"I only have to deal with him part of the time though, so that's not too big of a deal." Jayden said. "So... How'd you meet Sherlock?"

"Funny story that," John said, chuckling. "I was looking for a flat mate, Sherlock had been too, and my old mate Mike Stamford introduced us. The first time I saw him he was beating a corpse with a riding crop."

Jayden stared at him for a second.

"Why?"

"He wanted to see what bruises formed over the next three hours. Something for a case, I think." John said. "Maybe just for fun. I don't remember."

Jayden continued to stare at him, with something between curiosity and disgust on his face.

"I'm fairly sure my face looked something like yours does now, except probably a little more exaggerated." John said. "And if you're staying here for awhile you'd best get used to stuff like that, because it's not going to stop any time soon. Believe me, I came home from the practice one day to see a head in the fridge. He told me he was measuring saliva coagulation after death."

"That's is awesome, but also slightly disgusting." Jayden said.

"Not to mention the fact that he hadn't told me it was going to be in there." John said. "Gave me a bit of a fright. I had just watched a horror movie the night before... No good dreams that night."

"I imagine not!" Jayden laughed. "And to think I thought you Brits were going to be boring."

"That's one stereotype that is most definitely not correct," John agreed. "At least for us anyway."

"I have a question too." Jayden said.

"Shoot." John said.

"Why are the British so obsessed with tea?" Jayden asked.

"Because it tastes good?" John shrugged. "I really don't know. Haven't given it much thought."

"I mean, tea is to you like soda is to us, and vice versa." Jayden said, "Soda is a way better name than 'fizzy drinks' by the way."

"Mm, can't deny that." John said. "Crisps is a much better name than chips though."

"Hmm... maybe." Jayden said. "I'd say they're about the same."

"Oh, come on, you've got to give us a point!" John said.

"I will, but not for that. Let me think..." Jayden said. "You've got... a queen. That's just sort of cool. Sounds better than president."

"Alright then, I guess that will work." John said. "I was just hoping it was a bit more limited to England."

"Hey, you get what you get, and you don't throw a fit." Jayden said, "Deal with it."

The conversation continued and they were both laughing when Sherlock walked in.

It took John a moment to suppress his laughter, but he eventually managed to speak.

"How'd the morgue go?" John asked.

"It went alright." Sherlock said. "New case."

"Good. What's it rated?" John asked.

"Only a 6, but I couldn't find anything higher for now." Sherlock said. "It's so peaceful outside. It's infuriating."

John and Sherlock heard Mrs. Hudson walking in and they both turned to her.

"Relax Sherlock, I'm sure something will turn up." Mrs. Hudson said. "Maybe a nice theft. Might be a bit safer than all the murderers you've been going around chasing. Or that dreadful Moriarty deal. In the meantime, why don't you get to know your new brother a little better. I know I want to."

Mrs. Hudson smiled at Jayden.

"And you must be Sherlock's brother." She said. "It's so nice to meet you. I'm John and Sherlock's landlady."

"Nice to meet you Mrs. Hudson." Jayden reached out to shake her hand, but she walked up to him and hugged him.

He looked a little surprised and just blinked, patting her back awkwardly.

Mrs. Hudson released him after a moment.

"Well, I just came up here to check on every one, and meet Jayden, so I'd best go back down now. I've got some washing up to do. I'll see you boys later."

Jayden turned back to Sherlock and John.

"Mrs. Hudson has no trouble making her affections known." John said. "And she likes Sherlock, thereby making her instantly like you."

"I see that." Jayden said. "So... Sherlock, the case?"

"What about it?" Sherlock asked.

"Tell me about it." Jayden prompted. "How was the person killed?"

"How do you know it was a murder?" Sherlock asked.

"Well, considering you just came back from a morgue, that's pretty well assumed, isn't it?" Jayden said.

"Yes, of course." Sherlock said.

"So... why did you ask me how I knew?" Jayden asked.

"Because most people tend to ask stupid questions before actually saying the thing they mean." Sherlock said. "Anyway, a man 42 years old, was killed at about 3:00 am last night. He was stabbed at the cinema."

"Cool." Jayden said.

"You think so?" Sherlock said.

"Of course." Jayden said. "Who wouldn't?"

"Most."

A/N: So there is a little bonding between Jayden and John, then Jayden and Mrs. Hudson, and last, Jayden and Sherlock. Already he gets sucked into the group.

I wonder what happens when he meets Molly?

I guess you'll just have to wait until the next chapter, now won't you? ;)

Reviews please!