The Adventure Began at Holmes

The Only One in the World...Or Not

Somewhere in the background, I heard John yelling at Sherlock about how he had been there the whole time and hasn't bothered to go and look for him, then further explaining about how Mrs. Hudson was there also, but I was too busy standing there in awe at my uncle. It was him. It was ACTUALLY him! Mr. Sherlock Holmes, Consulting Detective, the only one in the world and he was MY uncle.

"John, if I could have gotten out I would have, Moriarty wouldn't kill me, for I am much too valuable for him. He knew that, because he made sure that there was no possible way out of this room from the inside which, as you can see, I have been in for the last few days. It is useless to try and escape when Moriarty was here because he would have just had his sniper, Sebastian I believe his name is, shoot me in the head. Believe me, I have tried to deduce any way out of this room when he was not present, and it is impossible seeing as the only thing that opens the door is located on the outside of it, as your little friend here had figured out. As I've said before. Once you eliminate the impossible whatever is left no matter how mad must be the truth. And the truth here is that there was no way out from the inside. What was I supposed to do? Deduce the walls to boredom until they crumple as your simple mind does most times when I speak?" John looks like he's about to punch him until he realized Sherlock's gaze upon me. I saw Sherlock trying to deduce me, and he did pretty well except for one huge detail.

"Who are you? You're obviously young, about sixteen years of age. Seeing as I heard your accent from outside the door, you are British. You reside in London, as the phone in your pocket just lit up revealing a text with a London area code. Going from the dirt on your hands and on your clothes, plus the sweat on your brow you have been here a while. But not captive. You have dried blood under your fingernails which suggests you have been in a fight but that was possibly days ago. You clearly found John, because he would be unable to escape anything Moriarty created, himself. So you're smart, but Moriarty knows you're here, I can see the edginess in your eyes, the will to beat him, to get away from him. He didn't hurt you which means he must have a reason for letting you live, so not just smart....you're the same as me. You are a genius, not just a common genius, an intellectual genius as I am and he finds himself another little game of chess. So I ask again. Who exactly are you?"

Woah. Talk about epic deductions. I mean I knew he was fast but that was amazing! I heard John start to contain a smile of knowingness, and I started.

" My name is Sadie...Sadie Holmes. My mother has informed me that I am the daughter of your brother Mycroft, which would make me your niece, and you, my uncle. I wanted to talk to you to find out more about yourself and my father, but when I went to your flat I saw a note from Moriarty to come and try to find you here. I thought that if I just used my intellect and tried to think of what you would do in situations, that I could find you and your friends, John and Mrs. Hudson. I knew about them from reading John's blog. I researched you before going to you're flat. You are very talented." I ended my sentence and tried to remain as calm as possible. I may have even held my breath for a moment as I waited those few seconds for Sherlock's reaction.

"Does everybody read John's blog!? But really... You're Mycroft's daughter? Interesting! Does he know? Oh of course he doesn't, well this will be very riveting!" He chuckled at himself. "Ah, must've been from that failed marriage long ago that he never talks about. He never can just keep his life simple, he's such a complicated person..." He just started smirking and chuckling until John scolded him.

"Sherlock." John said in an unimpressed tone.

Sherlock cleared his throat as if to stop himself then he started to speak. I also started to speak at the same time and what happened next was awesome.

"We should leave, Moriarty will be back shortly." Sherlock and I just stopped at looked at each other oddly. Then Sherlock squinted his eyes at me in disbelief for a second, then started to smile that famous lopsided smirk.

"John?"

"Yeah, Sherlock?"

"I don't think I'm the only one in the world anymore."

And with that, he smirked at me and all three of us walked out of the room together. That was the moment that I realized I could be a consulting detective. Sherlock Holmes, MY uncle, APPRECIATES ME.

Now that I have successfully found both John and Sherlock, Sherlock can now help us find Mrs. Hudson. I did it. We will get out on time because Sherlock Holmes NEVER fails.

~BEST FAMILY REUNION EVER! Well, given the circumstances xD~