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Warning: a new character just coming in
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Raiting: G
Pairing: none
beginningA usual day. It was a usual boring day. Missis Hudson was busy with cooking, John with reading, Sherlock with being bored. Not a single case for a month already, so Holmes was getting irritated. Watching him pacing the room up and down, Watson asked:
" Are we waiting for a guest?"
Sherlock stood still for a moment and then went on moving.
"Maybe you are not," he chuckled, "but I am."
The door bell rang, and John heard missis Hudson letting someone in. As it seemed to the doctor, there was nothing surprising for Sherlock, who suddenly stood at the window with only-I-know-who-that-person-is smile.
They both heard that someone going up the stairs. Just a few second later a young girl came into the room. She was quite pretty and well-dressed. And she seemed to know Sherlock. John was a bit of confused. Especially when Sherlock himself stood up and gave the girl a friendly hug saying:
"Look wonderful."
"Thanks, Sherlock. You too."
"Oh, that's my old suit. I have't changed for long."
"He's lying!" protested John imediately, "he'd just changed it before you came."
"How lovely," the girl smiled at Sherlock who was extremely unpleased with John's respond and turned to Watson, "doctor Watson, I suppose."
"Yeah, I'm John Watson, yes. And.. you... er..?
"Anna. Anna Holmes," John looked at Sherlock and then back at Anna.
"Erm... A sister?"
"You've never been that clever, John," Sighed Holmes and turned to the fireplace, looking for something on the wall.
"He's joking," said John quickly, "So, Anna..."
"I'm his niece," Confessed the girl and smiled again. - I knew him since I was born.
"Used to be a babbysitter?" asked Watson. Sherlock made a face in the mirror, but didn't say anything.
"To tel the truth, he was a terrible one," Laughed Anna leaving her coat on the sofa, "Once he forgot me at the attic.
"For how long are you going to stay with us, Anna?" interrupted her Sherlock. The girl became silent.
"Well, actually I don't know. For a couple of weeks perhaps. - Anna hesitated a bit. - Until I find a flat or something."
"Problems with granny again?" asked Sherlock in a usual casual way.
"Oh, yes. Spot on."
"Great. I need your help then."
"This is Sherlock!" exclaimes Anna, "uses everyone if it's possible and impossible. What's happend again?
"Did something happened before?" asked John a bit puzzled.
"Never mind," said Sherlock quickly and finally found what he had been searching for, "can you make the picture of this?"
"What's this?"
"A masterpiece," a mysterious smile crossed his face.
"Stop!" John recognised the photo, "I thought you didn't take the case. You said it was boring!"
"It was boring till Anna came."
"I don't understand."
"You want me to make a fake," suddenly said Anna.
"Brilliant," nodded Sherlock. John looked angry. He was always getting angry when he didn't get something.
"How actually can you know? Do you read his thoughts?"
"It's obvious. I'm here. And Sherlock wants me to help him. The only thing I can do for him to make a fake."