Sherlock's daughter.

Friend!?

3 weeks later.
"Ugh! I'm finally home!!!" I grinned as I walked inside Baker Street.
"Oh Vi!!" Mrs. Hudson hugged me.
"Hi Mrs. Hudson!" I grinned.
"Oh there is a young man in your flat. He was asking for you," Mrs. Hudson replied.
"For me?" John asked.
"For me?" Sherlock asked.
"For her!" Mrs. Hudson asked.
"For me!" I asked.
"Yes for you!" Mrs. Hudson nodded.
I walked up the steps.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Vi!" A guys smiled turning around.
"Josh!" I asked grinning.
"Hey I heard what happened and I went to visit you but they said only family. And," he began.
"I'm sorry who are you?" John asked.
"I'm Josh. Josh Harper," he replied.
"And how do you know m-Vi," he asked stepping next to me.
"School..." I replied.
"And your relationship?" John asked.
"We are friends," Josh replied.
Sherlock snorted.
"Did you just snort? Like a laughing snort," I asked.
He laughed.
"Did you just? Did you just? Did he?" John asked.
"Oh! And John after I finish my business I would love to get you autograph! Your blog is amazing! And Mr. Holmes I'm so glad your not dead and I need your help. It's my grandpa. I think. I think. I think he was murdered. . . ." Josh replied.
"It's Sherlock and tell me about it," He replied.
"Dr. Watson," John replied.
I laughed in my head a little bit.
"Ok. Well, I always go to visit him. And I went and he was gone. He is in a wheel chair. He has no way to leave with out someone. The wheel chair is in his room. His bed was made. He wasn't there. There was blood on the wall. The police won't listen to me. Because there was his obituary, but no body. Please Mr. Holmes. He is all that I have. Please Vi, Sherlock please!" He begged.
"We will figure out what happened." I replied.
"We will?" He asked.
"We will." I nodded.
John just glared at Josh.
I laughed. This time. Not out side my head. 😂😂😂😂😂