{A/N: Hii, guys. I'm super sorry about the last update, I was exhausted and so tired, and I was watching Star Trek and had no idea what I was writing. >.< I wanted to put a little in about Chrissie, and her family, so I hope you guys like her! New year is coming, so if anyone is traveling home, or away (I'm going to Montreal :), stay safe, and have a safe travel. So, hope you had happy holidays, and hope you have an amazing new year! xxAv}
"Can we go see Mary and John now?" Pandora asked.
It was a week after the chaotic dinner, and a Saturday morning.
Pandora was at 221B with her father, aunt, uncle and cousins, talking about Lucy.
"Maybe later today. I was just talking to John and he said that she just fell asleep, and that he was about to, and that Lucy was keeping them up all night." Chrissie said. "That's why babies are so bad, because you're up all night and day and you don't ever sleep again."
"I'm going to call him." Sherlock said, standing up.
"Didn't you just hear her?" Pandora asked, chuckling.
"Went in one ear and out the other." Greg shook his head.
"Sher, they are getting their much needed sleep, don't call-"
"John? Hello!"
"Augh." Chrissie sighed.
Pandora laughed, looking at her aunt and her father, seeing the resemblance between them, even in the way they bickered.
"I'm going to make tea." Chrissie decided, standing up, balancing Edmund on her hip.
Greg chuckled at the stereotypical British reaction to stress.
"Anyone here?" A voice asked from downstairs.
"Oh no." Sherlock's voice stopped from the clearly one-sided conversation he was having with John over the phone.
"Mycroft! Come in, brother dear!" Chrissie yelled from Sherlock's kitchen. "William Sherlock, you need to clean this kitchen clean, it's disgusting! Ew!"
Chrissie screeched and shut the microwave. "The heart? Again!"
"Are you alright, sister dear?" Mycroft asked, coming behind his little sister.
"No. Your little brother is absolutely disgusting."
"Get out Mycroft!" Sherlock shouted.
"Oh, now you're leaving the Watsons alone."
"Actually, no. We're going over in an hour. I wanted to meet Sherly." Sherlock grinned.
"Her name is Lucy. Sherly is her middle name, poor child." Chrissie snarled.
"Alright, you two. Stop arguing."
"Stop arguing. Meh meh meh meh." Chrissie mocked and sat down with Greg.
"I'm going to go get dressed, then we should go. I was thinking, when will we work on that case? I'm having quite a lot of fun with it." Pandora smiled.
Quite a lot of fun seemed to represent the time Pandora was having with her new family.
Quite a lot of fun.
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Fanfiction{COMPLETED} Sherlock Holmes knew of his daughter. He just never knew her. He knew that one day he might have to go to her house and say hello, then pop off. He never expected she'd be with him. Pandora Holmes knew she had a father. She knew his name...
