Megan's P.O.V

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I walked into my flat to see the sight of a wrecked apartment and blood stains on the floor. I had been only gone an hour how could this have happened!

"Serena! Serena! Are you in here!" I yelled frantically running down the hall to my sisters room. I flung the door open and nearly collapsed at the sight of her room. Every thing had been trashed, broken, shattered, and drenched in blood. Her body lay in the middle of the room, her white dress now stained red.

"No! No! No! Serena!" I cried picking up her lifeless body and holding her close to me never wanting to let go.

"Why did I ever leave you alone! why would someone do this to you?!" I said to myself. What was going on? Why couldn't I deduce anything? I need help!

Finally after hour's of sitting in a pool of my sisters blood holding her in my arms, the police showed up and took her body away. After all that was done I when to my room and changed into some fresh clothes and left my flat. when I hit Baker street I knew exotically were I was going, I finally reached the apartment where he lives. 221b Baker Street, I knocked on the door and within minuets it was answered by a man not to much taller than me and he had blond hair. Must be Dr. Watson. 

"Hello can I help you?" he asked.

"Yes I would like to speak with a Mr. Sherlock Holmes please." I said. As I did so I started to study him more to see what else I could deduce, I do this often so I don't get bored, sadly most people are so easy to read that it becomes just as boring as the people.

"And who are you exactly?" he asked. I was becoming bored already.

"It matters not who I am, I know who you are and that's all that matters. You Dr. Watson, are one of the very, and I mean Very few people who have found there way into Sherlock's life and managed to stay in it. Your also a doctor, but not just any doctor, your an army doctor. Now how would I know army? Well its simple really it's just the way you stand like you've forgotten about it. Now I only have two questions, Afghanistan or Iraq, and when may I see Sherlock?" I asked no emotion in my voice.

"How did you do that?"

"Oh honestly Dr. Watson, don't act so surprised. You've seen him do it before, in fact he dose this all the time am I right?" I asked a little annoyed now.

"But I thought only Sherlock could deduce people like that."

"Dr. Watson, I think we both know that you know better than that, and if not well now you know Sherlock isn't the only consulting detective around here." I said with a smirk. "Now, If you would be so kind please take me to see Mr. Holmes."

He stood still a moment before letting me in.

"Sherlock! There's someone here I think you might want to see" John called opening a door to a room which led to what I think was a living room.

"I can't be bothered right now, I'm in the middle of something." Sherlock stated lying on the couch looking like he was in deep thought.

"Now, now Sherlock, is that any way to welcome your cousin?" I said smirking again. His eyes shot open and he immediately sat up looking at me with shock in his eyes.

"Megan!  what are you doing here?"

"Oh come on Sherlock let's have some fun shall we. Your smart, deduce me, tell me why I'm here."

"excuse me but your his cousin!?" John asked. 

"yes sadly Sherlock is my cousin, however this is a mystery that has even me stumped and it is of great importance so i'm will to set aside this little feud for some help."

"Does Sherlock have these feuds with everyone in his family?"

"I have no idea.'

Finally after awhile I got tired of waiting.

"Oh come on Sherlock how long is this going to take?"

"Sorry. Right then, from what I can deduce its murder, why well because of the blood stained on your hands, then there's the fact that this is not just any normal murder this is family, now there's the question of who was murdered, could it be little Serena? Of course it was, such a sad tragedy. Now I have a question for you, your just as smart as me so why come to me for help?" I felt a tear fall and slide down my cheek. 

"I came because i-i don't know what to do. I can't seem to get anything, normally i walk into a crime seen and I can solve the case in no time, but for some reason I can't find anything. Please you have to help me."