Sherlock's daughter.

Sis

The next week was filled with chicken soup and yells from John about me keeping the fact that I wasn't one hundred percent. As we sat in our chairs Mycroft came in.
"Sherlock? Josh's grandpa has been found and we know who left those three bodies in the morg and who fired the missile," he spoke.
"Who?" Sherlock stood.
"Her," Mycroft.
"Her?" John asked.
"You don't mean," Sherlock began.
"Yes our sister. But don't worry she was caught and is back in Sherinford," Mycroft spoke.
"Josh's grandpa? Where is he?" I asked.
"He is in the hospital," Mycroft spoke.
I bolted out the door called josh and met him at the hospital. John and Sherlock arrived soon after.
"What happened Grandpa?" He asked.
"She wanted something from me," he spoke.
"What did she want?" He asked.
"You name and school. Your friends. She said she was your moms sister. I told her then she kidnapped me," he spoke.
"Why didn't she kill you?" Sherlock spoke.
"That is a good point," John nodded.
"When we had our run in she killed whoever she wanted," Sherlock spoke.
"Why- how did she know about Vi?" John spoke.
"And her shaking?" Sherlock spoke.
"This doesn't make sense," I agreed.