221B Baker Street was not the most spacious flat in London; far from it. John had never realised precisely how small it was until he watched Sherlock pace along the length of the room. Soon exhausted merely from watching his friend stride back and forth, John spoke, slicing through the unbearably quiet ambience like a freshly sharpened blade. "He might have family, friends; people who deserve to know what happened to him"
"That's not our responsibility, Lestrade will take care of it" He responded, finally stopping his incessant pacing to look studiously at John's expression: one of pain; of genuine concern for the boy that had died before them earlier that day. Sherlock, however, was far too preoccupied with the prospect of a new case; a worthy case. While he was elated to be playing the game once again, he knew nothing about the new player; only her gender. He despised not knowing. "I'll ask around my homeless network. I doubt they were closely related but they had to be acquainted at least, they had to have some means of communication; if not directly then through others. There's always a link" Half way through his sentence, Sherlock had started pacing again. John sighed, exasperated.
"Maybe Lestrade can help, he must be trying to find Lucas' known associates, he's going to need them for his investigation" John advised, putting emphasis on the name that Sherlock seemed to have deemed insignificant.
"You may have a point. We're far too busy with more urgent matters to worry about the boy's personal life" He agreed, ignoring the way John had intentionally phrased his previous sentence.
"I'll contact him, best for it to come from someone who cares about more than just the case behind it" Sherlock was taken aback by John's voice; laced with anger and venom towards someone he once admired. He turned away from the fireplace he'd been tracing his fingers across, noticing the mass of dust that was residing there in the process, preparing to show some sympathy for John. He knew how John had suffered during his absence, more than he would ever admit,
