"No, no. NO!" Viola Holmes was trying to figure out the truth to her latest case.
"Alright, Viola?"Michael Hooper asked.
"No! Michael, you're the son of Molly Hooper, right? She must have told you about the case in which Sherlock had to find who killed Carl Powers and what poison was used to do it. Well, I'm looking for that exact poison and it's not where I thought it would be!"
Michael shrugged.
Viola groaned and slammed her fist on the table.
Suddenly, the door opened and a girl about Viola's age stepped into the room. She had long blonde hair and was wearing a black leather jacket with a white shirt that had the words "I'M A DANOSAUR. RAWR," on it.
Viola knew who she was immediately.
"I'm looking for a Viola Holmes," the girl asked.
Viola smiled sarcastically. "Yes?"
"Oh, are you Viola?" the girl asked shyly.
"Yes, Hannah Watson," Viola answered. She still had the sarcastic smile on her face.
"That's good because my dad said you would be here and, since it's a hospital, I was thinking you wouldn't be. Hang on, how do you know my name? I haven't introduced myself yet." Hannah said, confused.
Viola smiled for real this time. "How would I not?"
Hannah looked very baffled.
Viola got up and put on her long, black trench coat.
"Michael! I'm going home to get Sherlock's help."
Michael nodded, leaving only Hannah in the dust.
"What?" she asked. "That's it?"
Viola spun around on the heels of her black combat boots. "Meet me at 221B Baker Street and your whole life story will be explained to you." She winked and left.
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A Viola's Song
FanfictionViola Holmes has always wondered if her life was supposed to be like this. Her father is the famous Sherlock Holmes who never has time for her (except for cases) and her mother, Irene Adler, left her when she was very young. Solving cases, fighting...
