Sherlock's daughter.

Josh!!

My eyes flew open. What was that!
"Sherlock! Sherlock!" I exclaimed. I bolted up into our flat.
"Know I know I saw," he looked just as baffled as I.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I that someone set up things so that when we deducted we would be able to see the coded message," he spoke.
"Not much of a code," I spoke.
"I agree. But who does Moriaty have? We need to find out fast," he spoke.
"I texted Molly and them they are all there," I spoke.
John had entered.
"When did you get here?" Sherlock asked.
"Seconds after her;" John spoke.
"Where is Josh?" I asked.
"Right-" John went to turn around.
My pulse quickened.
"I don't know. He was right here," John spoke.
"Sherlock," I spoke.
"We will find him," Sherlock spoke.
"We need to find him quick," I spoke.
Adrenaline flushed through my blood. My pulse quickening.

~~~~Josh~~~
I went to run after Vi when I was yanked into the back of the car.
"Hello. I'm Jim. Jim Moriarty," a man spoke.
"I remember," I spoke.
"And this is my darling. Eurus. Or as you might know her. Black," he smiled smirking as a woman who sort of resembled Sherlock got in.
"You're Vi's," I began.
"Auntie. Yes. Drive!" She barked.
Then Jim sniffed her. I swear these people need actual mental help. How do they not see that?
She sniffed him back.
"I'm sorry. But what am I doing here?" I asked.
"We need a way to drag your girlfriend to that dreadful prison," Jim spoke.