My Mr.Holmes

Chapter 8

Sofia Pov:

After dinner, Sherlock decides to walk me home, it's a long way but the carriages are nowhere to be found.

"Right, so I'll let my mother know immediately and maybe you shouldn't tell your brother just yet, you know what kids can be like and who knows he may tell the whole world my plan before I even manage to act on it"

"You mean to tell me, my brother is a child? My brother is a lord and he is doing whatever he can to help the people in this country, he is brave enough to attempt things that you couldn't even imagine. My brother is more a man than you people think!"

I don't mean to shout but no one is allowed to insult my brother except for me.

"Of course miss Tewksbury, I merely meant that we shouldn't worry him, he may think to create a plan of his own, he's creative."

"Why did you raise your eyebrows when you said that? Are you being sarcastic because my brother is the most creative person I know, at least more than yours!"

"Why must you make everything a competition? I merely made a comment about keeping this a secret and you managed to blow it out of proportion! How stubborn are you, why can't you accept that I'm right that perhaps your brother will let my plan slip and then what! My sister will be in jail forever! Is that what you want?!"

"No- I". We were so caught up in our argument that we hadn't realised we were at my house and that my brother was now staring us both down with a disappointed look on his face.

"You two are going to wake up the entire city, come sister you must be tired and I believe you should be going mr holmes."

"I-yes of course Tewksbury. Goodnight Sofia."

"Goodnight mr holmes."

"What was that Sofia, you cannot possibly be out at night with a man like that"

"Brother, I can look after myself and besides he offered to walk me home because there was no carriage."

"Ok fine but you should've let me come, and what is to be done about enola?"

"Sherlock says he has a plan but he wants us to leave it up to him-"

"What no-"

"Let me finish! He says this is his opportunity to make things right with her and she wants this flower, let them have this"

"Fine, but if his plan fails I'm going to try something."

"Be my guest, now come on go to sleep I'll stay here tonight I can't be bothered to walk To my house"

"That's fine, goodnight sister."

"Goodnight baby brother."

"I'm not a baby"

"Whatever you say"

The next day I decide to have breakfast with James before I go back to my house.

"So, what are your plans for today?"

"I'm not sure yet, I might see if Sherlock has any updates but I don't know. You?"

"Nothing really just going to the market, maybe get some flowers"

"Don't you have enough"

"One can never have too many flowers"

"Alright fine, I'm going now just let me know if you need something. Bye"

"Bye sof"

Upon entering my house, I see a note and some flowers. I don't know how they got in here but then I remember James talking about something he collected for me.
The note reads:
'Miss Tewksbury, I apologise for what I said last night, I didn't mean to sound so rude. Take these flowers as an apology. '
Yours Sherlock.