Sherlock's daughter.

Next stop. Insanity.

I groaned and flopped myself on the bed.
"I'm so boreeedddd!!!" I yelled.
I was on the verge of insanity. I couldn't take much more. The shaking hadn't ceased or even gotten better. All this was doing was driving me insane. I'm considering going and shooting Sherlock's smiley face target.
Sherlock slipped in.
He handed me a head set.
What's this for?" I asked.
"I will wear a camera that will send feed to your laptop. Then I will be wearing a com set," he explained.
"Oh thank you!" I jumped up.
"Well we cant have you shooting holes in mrs. Hudson's wall now can we," he spoke.
I laughed.
I sat at my desk as Sherlock and John left.

~~~Sherlock~~
Dead woman. Dead man. Doors and window locked from the inside. Scratch marks on the walls. Footage shows them watching tv. Then bam dead.
"No broken glass?" She asked.
"Nope none," I spoke.
"What?" John asked.
"Nothing," I shook my head.
"Was the footage tampered with?" Vi asked.
"No not according to Greg's monkeys," I spoke.
"What!?" John asked.
"Nothing," I spoke.
"Ok. Bullet wounds?" She asked.
"None, just little pink and blue dots," sherlock spoke.
I bent down so my button camera could see.
"Interesting," she spoke.
"Yes isn't it," I spoke.
"What!? Who are you talking to?" John asked.
"No one," I spoke.
"Their fingers are they blue?" She asked.
"Good thinking. Yes they are," I spoke.
"Sherlock!? Who are you taking to!!" John yelled.
"No one!" I yelled back.
"I know how they died!" She spoke.
"Me too," I spoke.
I walked out with John at my tail.
"Hey Josh! I didn't know you were stopping by," Vi's voice sounded.
"WHAT!? No! Josh! What is he doing there!? Vivian!" I yelled.
"Sherlock! That's it your going to get a cat scan!" John yelled.
"SHE CUT ME OFF!! SHUT DOWN THE LINE!! VIVIAN ROSE WATSON-HOLMES!" I yelled.
"WILLIAM HOLMES!" John yelled.
I whirled around.
"Finally! Who are you taking to!?? And what is going on!?" John yelled.

~~~~ Vi~~
"I found my grandpa!" He spoke.
"Josh! Are you serious! We have been at this for months! That's amazing! Where was he?" I asked.
"We have to go get him," josh replied.
"Ok! Ya let's go! I'll just call Sherlock," I picked up my phone.
"No! The line might be compromised! Just trust me," he spoke.
"Ya ok," I took his hand.
Then he pushed me to the ground.
Scream. Glass. Fire.