“Hmm,” Sherlock said, looking away.
Avery frowned. “Sherlock?”
“Yes?” he asked looking back her.
Her eyes narrowed and her head turned slightly – much like the way Sherlock’s had when Molly Hooper, morgue attendant, had first put on lipstick in his presence.
“You…what was that?”
“What?” Sherlock asked, claiming innocence.
She leant in, still with that odd expression on her face. “You don’t mind that we had lunch, do you?”
Sherlock stared into her eyes – identical in almost every way to his own, except, maybe, her eyes were brighter. “Of course not.”
She pushed their foreheads together. “Really?”
Sherlock didn’t respond, and after a second, she straightened. “Okay then.” She smiled and waved. “I’m going to go out to. Text me if anything interesting happens.”
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The Third Holmes - A Sherlock Fanfic
Fanfiction[Contains JohnLock] Mycroft and Sherlock Holmes. The two brilliant, emotionless, sociopathic brothers. But there's another Holmes. A female Holmes. Enter Avery Holmes - the brilliant, crazy sister - the Third Holmes.
