Sherlock's daughter.

Shakin

Smoke filled the room and she was gone. My hands shook furiously. I couldn't stop this was worse than the last time. My whole body began to shake.
"Sherlock!" I screamed
He huggged me trying to stop the shaking.
"John call Quinten and Mycroft," he spoke.
"Ok and say what?" He asked.
"Tundra," he replied.
I wasn't scared. I wasn't terrified. I was curious. I finally wasn't scared. I was just curious.
"Sherlock?" I asked.
"Vi," he replied.
"I'm not scared," I replied.
"I know your not. But I am. Vi your my daughter. We have to figure out what this is. To keep you safe. And to keep me sane," he spoke.
"Sane?" I asked.
"Sane-ish," he smiled.
Josh was looking at something in the ground. John was on the phone. Both were perfectly safe. But something was off. I knew something was off.
"Sherlock?" I spoke.
"I know. But whAt?" He asked.
"What is it?" I finished his thought
Then I took sniff. Sherlock did too.
"NO BODY BREATHE!" Sherlock yelled through his sleeve. They all covered their mouths.
"Why?" John asked.
"DONT BREATHE!" I coughed.
Crap. I was going to have a coughing fit. Not now. I'm ok. Just hold it in. We all made our way to door. We walked out. Then the coughing fit started. We got in a car and drove to Mycroft office.
I coughed and coughed. Josh handed me an inhaler. I inhaled and the coughing slowed.
"What was this?" I asked.
"I got it from the doctor when we left from the icu," he smiled.
We drove to the office and got out of the car.
I walked into the office.
"Vivian!" Quentin grinned.
"Hey," I smiled.
"SHHHHHH!" We got shushed.
We held back out laughter.
We walked into Mycrofts office.
"I'm assuming the both of you have came to the same conclusion?" Mycroft asked Quinten and Sherlock.
They nodded.
"What conclusion?" John asked.
"I'm also assuming you have gone through different scenarios and realized my way is the only way that has a chance to prevent this conclusion," Mycroft nodded.
Sherlock opened his mouth to speak but John cut him off.
"WHAT CONCLUSION? ANSWER MY QUESTION! Vi is my bloody daughter too!"  John yelled.
"We are talking about if Vi continues to shake like this her bones will fracture to the point of no repair," Mycroft spoke.
"Unless," John asked.
"Unless we continue with my way," he spoke.
"No! I have a better way!" Sherlock yelled.
"Oh!? And what would that be!?" Mycroft asked.
"If we add compression to the bones they might reverse it," Sherlock said.
"Might Sherlock! Might!" Mycroft yelled.
"It's better that your way!" Sherlock yelled.
"What's your way?" Vi asked.
"We cut off all of the nerve," he began.
"No," John shook his head.
"But," Mycroft began.
"NO!" John yelled.
"Sherlock what do you mean add compression?" Josh asked.
"If we create a fingerless glove and add components to compress her bone it should stablize shaking," he spoke.
Vi drummed her fingers.
I cause the bullet headed for Sherlock to explode. It was like my hand was shaking so bad it ruptured the bullet.
John's Eyes widened.
"Do it Sherlock," he spoke.
Sherlock nodded.