"Is she your goldfish?" Sherlock asked. "No. She is more like a puffer fish than a goldfish" Mycroft said. ----- "Let call my name" he hugged her waist and asked her. She raised her eyes without understanding. She smiled and called "Mycroft" He looked at her and said with a smile "I love you" She laughed and continued to call "Mycroft" ----- BUM The building collapsed right before his eyes. "No" Sherlock shouted.