Sister Dearest

The Great Game

"How's Sarah, John? How was the Lilo?"

"Sofa, Sherlock. It was the sofa"Mycroft corrected

Sherlock glanced back at John."Oh, yes, of course."

John frowned opening his mouth to ask,"How...? Oh, nevermind."

"Why are you here Mycroft?"John decided to ask sitting on a chair to face the two brothers.
The older Holmes sighed but did not answer instead stood up. "Sara will be staying with you for the next couple of months"Mycroft informed Sherlock as the man nodded.
   "Please make sure he picks her up at the train station John"he told the doctor, who agreed.
He watched as the man walked out of the apartment before asking,"Who is Sara?"
Sherlock said nothing then sighed dramatically.

"My little sister John"he told the doctor as if he should have known this information already.
"You have a sister?"John asked astound by the very thought.

"Of course I have a sister"the genius grumbled.

"Another Holmes in this world just what we need"John muttered already imaging how this girl will be.
Just a female version of Sherlock and Mycroft.

"She's not all bad"Sherlock told him.
All he got in was a look of disbelief.

{Train station in London}
"I thought you said he would pick me up at this time"A girl spoke into a phone shivering in London's chilly weather.
"I informed him that he would" Mycroft told the girl.
She scowled fully aware he wouldn't be able to see it but still did it anyway.
"Remind him again"she snapped a bit irritated. "Whatever for?"drawled a familiar lazy voice from behind her causing the girl to spin around and glare up at the man with fierce sapphires.
Dr. John Watson stared at the girl no older than seventeen with short messy curls, sapphire eyes and pale skin.
She was wrapped in a pair of warm leggings, knee high boots, cozy oversized cream color sweater, blue scarf and black gloves. A grey backpack was slung over her shoulder and she was glaring up at her, mouth covered by her scarf.
"I've been freezing my ass off for 30 minutes"she hissed appearing like a  puffed up angry feline.
"Have you? I would have thought the pits of hell in your heart will keep you warm"Sherlock said casually.

She stared up at him then giggled and threw her arms around him standing on her tiptoes.

"I've missed you brother dearest"she said into his shoulder.

Sherlock was not one for physical affection but his sister was an expectation.
Always an expectation.
His long arms wrapped around her, pulling her close and burying his face into the crook of her neck.

"I'm glad to see you sister dearest"he admitted.

John coughed awkwardly hating to break the siblings reunion.
Both pulled away and the girl eyes widen in disbelief then excitement.

"Kawaii"she shrieked rushing up to John and taking his face into her small hands.
"Sherlock he's so kawaii, Mycroft didn't tell me you got a boyfriend"she squealed pinching his cheeks but not hard in the least. "You got a good one Sherlock."

John felt his cheeks heat up and she giggled at his red face and stepped back, hands clasped behind her back.

"I-I'm not his boyfriend"the man stuttered.
A grin crossed her lips and her eyes held a twinkle of mischief in them.

"Yet"she whispered then winked, spun on her heel to face Sherlock and raise one eyebrow at him.

"My things are on the trolley, I suggest you get then before it begins to rain"she told him.

Sherlock scowled but did as he was told.

"I'll help"John offered. "I'll be in the cabbie"the girl said then walked away to the cab.