The group headed over to the mans home. Sherlock leading in the first cab with Mary and John followed by Toby, Maya and the client in the second taxi.
"We never caught your name" asked Toby.
"It's Harry". He replied.
"Without any offence, but are you not too young to have a child. You can only be a year or two older that him." Maya gestured to Toby.
"She was a mistake. But a great mistake." Both Maya and Toby liked Harry a lot. Maya wondered if Sherlock thought she was 'a great mistake'. Probably not she thought bitterly again.
They soon were all outside the house and Sherlock had demanded that he would go in first and then he would need John and Toby to go in later. Harry would show him around.
Sherlock pulled on some plastic gloves and started to look about the house. He started to deduct and soon came up with a couple of possible solutions. He wanted to narrow it down but he couldn't at that moment. He needed more clues. He called the boys in and explained.
"We need samples. Samples of everything. Anything you can find that we can analyse at St. Bart's." They set about collecting chips of floorboard and broken parts of furniture where the struggle had taken place. Anything they could find that would be useful, they took. Just as Sherlock had said.
Meanwhile Mary and Maya sat outside in the sunlight.
"How well do you know dad?"
"Very well Maya he's my husbands best friend. Why do you ask?"
"I just feel like he can't get close to anyone. Does that sound about right?"
"I think I understand what you're saying, go on."
"I just think that- he understands I'm his daughter and he's my dad but every time he might end up actually starting to care me, he blocks me out and ignores me. I don't know whether he actually likes me or not."
"Maya" Mary spoke kindly to the young girl whose eyes were filling with tears. "He may not say it, and he certainly may not show it but both John and I know that Sherlock thinks the absolute world if you! He doesn't dislike you but he's also never had anything so much as a goldfish to rely on him before. He's brilliant. But he's got to get used to you still. Just remember that he loves you Maya."
She patted Maya's shoulder and hugged her just as the 4 men came out of the house clutching bags of small samples.
"To St.Bart's" said Sherlock.
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Brilliant - A Sherlock Fanfiction
أدب الهواةMaya has grown up in an orphanage, she has no clue of who her family are but she's looking for her dad. Then she finds him, Sherlock Holmes. The only consulting detective and the one person with absolutely no feelings. Sherlock and Maya tackle th...
