"So... Why are we going to the morgue again?" Jayden asked.

"Not the morgue, St. Bart's. Same building though. Just a different level." Sherlock said. "I've already gleaned everything I could from the body. There wasn't a struggle, so nothing much to look at. Just a clean shot through the head. Interesting calling sign though, the hand was entirely painted green... Never seen that one before."

"You didn't answer my question." Jayden said.

" I need more magnification than I have. I also need the equipment to test this yarn sample from the victim's sweater further." Sherlock said. "I didn't expect it to be as complex as it is, and I had thought I could do it with my own equipment. I can't."

"So we're going to a hospital. That makes perfect sense!" Jayden said sarcastically.

"Of course it does." Sherlock said, not having caught the sarcasm.

Jayden turned to John.

"Is it all Brits or just him that have no sense of humor?" Jayden asked exasperatedly.

"Mmm... I think it's just him." John said. "He does have it though, be it deranged, it's still there. He's not good with sarcasm though."

"You don't say," Jayden sighed.

"Surely you realize that I can hear every word you say, right?" Sherlock asked.

John and Jayden looked at each other.

"Yes." They both said, looking back to Sherlock at the same time.

Sherlock slapped Jayden lightly on the back of the head.

"Come on, you idiots." Sherlock said. "We're here."

They walked into the laboratory to find that Molly was in there running a test on a sample of blood.

She apparently hadn't noticed them yet, having not greeted them. Sherlock walked up behind her.

"Molly?"

She jumped and spun around, nearly dropping the vial of blood she was holding.

She scrambled to catch it, but the vial found itself landing softly into Sherlock's palm.

Sherlock handed it back to Molly.

"Thanks." She smiled. "I do wish you wouldn't sneak up on me like that."

"Maybe I'll stop." Sherlock said.

"No, you won't." John shook his head.

"He's right, you probably won't." Molly said. "But that's alright. Now, what are you here for?"

"Molly, I'd like you to meet my brother-"

"Oh I've already met Mycr- oh." She turned and saw Jayden. "You have two brothers?"

"Apparently." Sherlock said. "My parents adopted him. I just met him yesterday."

Sherlock spun around and looked back at John.

"How does that thing work?" Sherlock said. "You told me once. How to... introduce people?"

"Right- you say the female's name first, then the male's," John said, "then you reverse them."

"Right then- Molly, Jayden," Sherlock paused and looked back to John. "Are you sure it's not the other way around?"

"Positive, Sherlock." John rolled his eyes.

"Let's just skip that then, shall we?" Sherlock said. "Much too complicated for what it's worth. Basically, his name is Jayden, yours is Molly, and you both find it nice to meet each other. There." Sherlock clapped his hands together once as he said the last word, then spun around and started walking in the opposite direction.

"Come, John."

John smiled apologetically, shrugging a little. John then followed after Sherlock and Molly and Jayden could hear the beginning of an exchange between them.

"That was a bit rude, Sherlock." John said.

"Was it?"

"Better than before, but yeah, a bit."

"Hmm..."

Their voices faded away as they walked to the other end of the lab. Jayden and Molly stood in awkward silence.

"You're Sherlock's... brother, then?" Molly said.

"Yeah... Apparently. We're both still kinda new at this whole... brother thing." Jayden said. "I don't know a whole lot about him..."

"Ah, well, you'll learn soon enough." Molly smiled. "He's an astonishingly complex man, but you'll figure out the basics pretty quickly. I don't think anyone knows entirely what goes on in that strange mind of his, except maybe John, but even then, I'm pretty sure Sherlock keeps a lot to himself."

"Yeah, I've noticed that." Jayden said, peering over at John and Sherlock.

"He's a lot deeper than he looks though." Molly said, "Just remember that. More matters to him than just solving crimes and puzzles, despite what it may look like."

"You sound like you know him pretty well." Jayden commented.

"We've worked together quite often for nearly five years now." Molly said. "So yeah, I'd say I know him pretty well. Better than most people, at least."

"Has he always been this... eccentric?" Jayden asked. "With the eyeballs in the microwave, the head in the refrigerator... That stuff?"

"Mmm... Yes, pretty much." Molly said. "But don't worry about it, he's a good man underneath it all. He's just... misunderstood a lot, that's all."

"That's pretty well the same way John described him." Jayden nodded.

"John's a smart man, despite what Sherlock may say." Molly said. "They like to pick on each other a lot."

"I've noticed." Jayden chuckled.

"They do care about each other though." Molly said, smiling as she watched Sherlock point something out to John, then have John look through the microscope.

They watched Sherlock explain what it meant to John.

"He's absolutely brilliant..." Molly trailed off.

"And so stupid at the same time." Jayden added.

Molly chuckled, "Well, I can't deny that. Do you like it here in London?"

"It's good so far as I can see. You don't seem to have Twinkies here though." Jayden said. "That's a major down side."

"Twinkies?" Molly asked. "What's a Twinkie?"

"Seriously!? No one here has even heard of them!" Jayden said. "Oh you poor, abused creatures!"

"Well, what are they?"

"Oh, merely the best tasting food in existence."

"Is it, then?" Molly laughed.

Molly found Jayden's antics a good deal more hilarious than Sherlock's, then again, she supposed that was probably because he was still a child and not a grown man.

"Definitely." Jayden said. "Creamy on the inside, spongy on the outside. Tastes like heaven."

"Well if you ever get back to America you'll have to bring me one." Molly said.

"Deal. Everyone needs to experience the amazing-ness that is Twinkies."

"Jayden, come over here a moment please." Sherlock called from across the lab.

"You better go over then." Molly said.

"I'll see you later. It was nice meeting you." Jayden nodded.

"Jayden?"

"Coming!"

"Look in there." Sherlock said.

Jayden did as asked and peered into the microscope.

"What do you see?" Sherlock asked.

"Hmm... it's not just yarn. There's something else in it too..." Jayden said. "The yarn is primarily polyester, but the extra thing is organic."

"Of course, all the Holmes are geniuses, aren't they?" John said, walking away throwing his hands in the air. "Does having the name just automatically raise your IQ by about 100 points?"

Sherlock and Jayden just ignored him.

"What do you think it is?" Sherlock asked.

"A hair, maybe?"

"Mmm... yes, I was hoping you'd go a little deeper than that though." Sherlock said.

"A... white hair." Jayden said. "Sorry, that's all I've got."

"Yes, a white hair from a long haired breed of dog." Sherlock said. "And don't be sorry, you've already figured out a lot more than most would. Now, the victim had no dog, and neither did anyone he knew, so how do you think the hair got on his sweater."

"I suppose it could have happened during a struggle..." Jayden said, "But you said there wasn't one. So how did it get on him?"

Sherlock smiled.

"I'll make a detective out of you yet."

A/N: So... hope you liked it, and please review if you've got any suggestions as to how I can make this story even better. Anyway, Jayden gets to meet Lestrade soon. He'll also see his first crime scene sometime in the next few chapters. Tell me if you think anyone starts acting OOC, you get the idea. Oh, and just as a fun fact, I actually don't like Twinkies. They were just what came to mind. Review please!