#consultingfunctionalsociopath

[privateholmes]

{5 have found the Private}

       Still adjusting to civilian life was unusual for James. Even though he had a well-paying job and a place to call home, it was still strange to not wake up to a blade cutting down his chest, or to hear orders barked into his ear, either in English or a language he couldn't speak. 

       He was in a library, now, though, doing some research on the housing market, trying to find a location closer to his work. He heard someone come up behind him, and, without looking at his shoulder, the youngest Holmes muttered a soft, "May I help you?"

[tofindmary]

[ She is sure that for anyone else, approaching Sherlock Holmes about a missing sibling would grant them no more than a sigh of apathy, though Elisabeth was certain he'd be less than indifferent about what she had to say. However, she'd feign ignorance, pretend that she had no knowledge of her sister's identity. Standing in the doorway of 221b, she braced herself. ] 

"Mr. Holmes?"

[thejumperedpathologist]

+1

"You came back?"