Sherlock opens his eyes and exhales."miss me?" Sherlock asks "Sherlock you ok?" John asks "Yes of course I am why wouldn't I be?" Sherlock says bluntly "cause you probably just OD'd. You should be in hospital" Mary says obviously worried. "No time I have to go too Baker Street now. Moriarty is back" Sherlock gets up. "I almost hope he is. If it will save you from this" Daddy blocks Sherlock's path and holds up Sherlock's list. "No need for that now" Sherlock rips up the list "I've got the real thing I have work to do" Sherlock adds. "Sherlock, promise me" Daddy says concerned "what are you still doing her shouldn't you be off getting me a pardon or something? Like a proper big brother" Sherlock asks Daddy and barges past him Mary and John follow.
"Dr Watson" Daddy calls. John comes over "look after him, please" Daddy asks he gets no reply when John leaves Daddy crouches down looks at me and picks up the ripped list from the floor and pus it in his notebook. "Daddy is Moriarty back?" I ask "I don't know darling" He replies "Is Sherlock ok" I ask "I hope so" Daddy says I sigh "come one today's been rather eventful how about me and you go for a meal out" Daddy says I nod "I'll get Anthea to book us into the beatitudinem" Daddy says.
We get out of the plane and into the car which takes us home when we arrive I put on a navy dress that has small white spots on and a red ribbon around the waist. I go down stairs and put a pair of navy flats on. Daddy is already downstairs and the driver still outside we enter the car. "Annabelle dear, is it ok if lady Smallwood come I've promised her dinner and we need to talk about Sherlock's situation" Daddy asks me "Yes that's fine" I say holding back my disappointment I though it would just be Daddy and I. "Sorry That today has been so... eventful Sherlock's trouble making is ubiquitous" Daddy says "yeah" I mumble.
When we arrive at the restaurant lady Smallwood is waiting. "Hello" Mycroft says. "Mr Holmes how nice to see you and your daughter too. How old is she now?" Lady Smallwood asks "she's seven" Mycroft replies. "Well she's certainly smart for her age like any Holmes I suppose" She exclaims "Well Yes, shall we head in" Daddy goes through the door.
"Table for three under Holmes" Mycroft says to the person at the desk "right this way Mr Holmes" the man leads us to a table and gives us the menu. I already know what I will order so I don't bother looking at the menu. To pass the time I decide to deduce the couple on the table next to us.
"The women is married though not wearing her ring a tan line is evident she wore it on holiday recently. So she may be having an affair with her husband with the man eating with her to back this up she keeps glancing at her phone and her palms are sweating. She is right handed. Rather wealthy though trying to impress. The man is very rich and well mannered also right handed he has been in rain recently so probably came from the south, west" I say quietly not realising I am speaking out loud until I look up and see my Daddy glaring at me. The waitress arrived she is a widow and fills the void with cats three of them "What can I get you ma'am" she asks me I guess she already took Daddy and Lady Smallwoods orders. "I'll have my usual" I say "What might that be?" The waitress asks "tell the kitchen Miss Holmes would her usual" I smile "please" I add. My usual is the Salad Carprese for a starter, the Lamb for my main course for desert I have the cheesecake and to drink I have a chocolate milkshake.
>>>>after dinner<<<<
"Thank you Mr Holmes I'll see you tomorrow" Lady Smallwood says "Yes I will see you tomorrow" Daddy replies Lady Smallwood gets into a car "Daddy what if Moriarty comes for me" I ask "Moriarty is dead... I will never let anyone hurt you that's a promise" Daddy tells me.
We get into the car and head home. I fall asleep in the car I am so tired. A few minutes later I feel warm arms wrapped around me I open my eyes slightly to see Daddy carrying me inside he takes me to my room and tucks me in bed "goodnight" he whispers and kisses me on the forehead then he walks out.
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Mycrofts beloved
FanfictionAnnabelle Allegra Jean Holmes Mycroft's beloved daughter. Sentimental attachments can be a danger but Mycroft just had one Sherlock or as it turns out he has another, his daughter. A/N in this episodes may take place in a shorter amount of time DIS...