The Holmes

Left for a starnger

December 25th 1998

The snow was falling fast as a young woman walked quickly through a park in the middle of the night, she was holding onto something tightly; her pace became quicker as the snow fell into her hair and on her face. As she walked, the snow laying on the trees and the ground lit up the world around her, she turned out of the park she had been walking in and made her way on to the street. Walking even more quickly now the woman stopped outside a house near a cafe, she looked down at the thing she was holding; it was a baby, a little girl only six months old with big brown eyes and a curl of dark brown hair. The woman looked the baby up and down and then kissing the little girl on her head, she sat her Down on the door step. Pulling out a note address to a Sherlock she placed it next to the little girl who was looking up at her in confusion.

"Be good sweetheart" the woman said before pressing the door bell and walking away into the snow like a ghost.
A minute later an older woman open the door looking around, until looking down to see the baby still looking confused sat on the step.

The woman pick up the baby and the note, the baby smiled "where your mummy, they left in the snow to freeze". The woman then looked at the note, closing the door she turn to walk up a pair of stairs to a flat that was a mess.

There were two men sat in chairs facing each other, they both looked up as the woman enter the room.

"Mrs Hudson where Did you find that baby". said the man in the left chair he was a thin man in his early thirty, he had a long faced and a pointy nose.

"She was left on the door stop, there was a note for Sherlock". The man in the right chair stood up, he was the same height as the other man, he was thin with a mop of dark brown curly hair sitting on top of his head. He took the note off mrs Hudson who was still holding on to the baby, who was still smiling.

Dear Sherlock
This is bell she is yours, I can't look after her anymore my past has caught up to me and she is not safe. Look after her because she will be the best thing that has ever happen to you, I promise you that.
IA xxx
Merry Christmas

Sherlock looked up from the note, "So, what did it say then". Said the man in the left chairs, sherlock turn to look at him and gave him the note.

"Oh the child is yours, oh brother always in trouble". Sherlock stared at the man with daggers in his eyes.

"Mycroft shut up!" Sherlock sat down and stared at the fire, mycroft went over to the baby who was still smiling uncontrollable. Mycroft took the baby off mrs Hudson who went down stairs, mycroft sat down across from Sherlock the baby stared at the fire and started to giggle.

"Can you shut it up!" Sherlock yelled at mycroft, mycroft looked up to see him watching the baby as she giggled at the fire as the flames danced the air.

"She is a baby and has a name". Mycroft snap at Sherlock and return to watching the baby watching the flames of the fire, he was smiling.

"Sherlock you have to to take the responsible to look after Bell she is you daughter and my niece, who knew you would be a father" mycroft gave a little laugh and looked at his brother who now was watching the baby.

Sherlock smile as the baby giggle even more as she watch the flames light up the room. "Do you want to hold her?". Mycroft asked his brother.

"Why would I want to do that" Sherlock said putting on a blank expression on his face.

"Because you like her, so hold her because I need the loo" mycroft got up and gave Sherlock the baby going out of the room. Sherlock held the baby as she smiled, he turn her around in his lap and looked her up ad down his blue eyes staring into her dark brown ones; she had her mothers eyes but his hair.

"You know I could grow to like you if you are quiet when I'm thinking and don't mind me playing the violin".

"Look your bonding already" mycroft was Leaning against the door with a big grin on his face.

"well I have to get home, merry Christmas brother and merry Christmas bell" and mycroft walk out he door.

"Where are you going you can't leave her with me!" Sherlock stood up holding the baby walking towards the door. mrs Hudson was waking up the stairs carrying a bag of baby things.

"Here we go, some old baby clothes of my nephews should fit her and a bottle for milk, you'll need to get powder milk and some food for her" Sherlock stared at mrs Hudson still holding the baby.

"Ok mrs Hudson can you go a get those things and I'll find a place for her to sleep"
Mrs Hudson nods and walks down stairs. "so where are you going to sleep?" Sherlock looked at the baby who had fallen asleep in his arms.

Authors notes
I hope you enjoy my first story on Wattpad, I'll be posting hopefully weekly or whenever I can xxx