*Sara's p.o.v.*
I was currently on a plane that was touching down in London. I am here to stay with my cousin until I can find a place of my own. I'm in London, because my cousin is the only person that offered me a place to stay after my parents died from a terrible accident. Oh yeah, my cousin just so happens to be none other than THE Sherlock Holmes. To be honest, I'm glad he's the one that offered a place to stay. For the most part, I hated my family. My parents and Sherlock are like the only people I really liked.
The plane touched down and once given the go ahead, I got up and made my way off the plane as quickly as possible. Once I made it through my airport terminal and managed to find a free seat, I sat down and pulled out my phone to call Sherlock. After a few rings, he finally picked up.
Me: Hey Sherlock. I just called to say that I'm FINALLY in London and I'll be over in like an hour.
Mysterious man: Sherlock's busy. This is his friend Detective Inspector Gregory Lestrade.
Me: *lets out a laugh* Sherlock has friends? That's funny. Is he home?
Greg: Yeah. He's just busy and refuses to answer his phone.
Me: Sounds like him. Could you relay my message to him?
Greg: Can do.
Me: Thanks. By the way, I'm his cousin Sara.
Greg: I know. He alerted all of us about what happened and that you'd be staying with him. Sorry for your loss.
Me: Thanks. Well, I should go call a cab. *hears announcement* Actually, could I get you to pick me up? All the shuttles and taxis are currently in use, and the wait for one is rather barmy.
Greg: Will do. See you soon.
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BBC Sherlock One-shots and preferences
FanfictionThese are my collection of one-shots and preferences for the following lovely fictional gentlemen: *Sherlock Holmes *James Moriarty *John Watson *Mycroft Holmes *Gregory Lestrade