Elementary One Shot

Having a rather eccentric detective as your brother had never been easy, but you loved him nonetheless.

You had been the reason he stopped the drugs and tried to do something with his life – he wanted his little sister to come out and see him and have a safe place to be.

This time, however, you hadn't told him that you were going out to New York.

When you knocked on the door of the Brownstone, you weren't expecting a woman who wasn't Joan to open it.

She looked at you blankly and in confusion.

"Do you know where Sherlock is?" you questioned her.

"He's out at the moment, do you have an appointment with him?"

You smiled slightly. "I wasn't aware I needed one."

The confused look continued to stay on her face. "Most people have an appointment when they want to speak to him."

"I don't think my brother will mind if I just wait inside. I do have a suitcase after all," you explained as you motioned to the bag at your feet.

"Wait, are you Y/N?"

You nodded your head in confirmation.

"I can't believe I didn't recognise you. Sherlock has photos of you all around this place, and talks about you all the time."

You couldn't help but laugh at hearing about your brother. "Sounds about right for him. Do you mind if I come in?"

She shook her head, and moved to the side so that you could get past her.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know your name," you spoke up once the two of you were in the living room.

"Oh. I'm Kitty, Kitty Winter," she introduced herself.

"My brother's protégé?"

She smiled slightly at your question. "I'd say Joan has been helping more than Sherlock, but it's always interesting around here."

"I remember how it used to be. It took a lot of convincing from my other brother to get me back to London."

Confusion crossed Kitty's face again. "Why did he want you back?"

You shrugged but sighed also. "Mycroft didn't believe Sherlock could take care of me, well I'm old enough to take care of myself but he basically convinced himself that this place wasn't a good place for me to live so got me to go home."

Kitty had been nodding along at your story. "What made you come back?"

"I decided to surprise Sherlock. And I kind of need somewhere to stay for the next few months."

Kitty smiled at you. "I may have only just met you, but I wouldn't mind having you around – that's for sure."

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Written by Hannah.