GASP! A crime has been committed! Yeah, no, that wasn’t shocking at all. You see, Sherlock and Johns lives were surrounded by crime. You, however, were supposed to be new to the whole thing… you were supposed to just be there to help out. You were also John Watsons half-sibling which is… fun. Somtimes.

Anyway, you were working in London for the week and John had invited you to stay with them both in their shared flat at 221B Bakers Street. They’d just picked you up from the airport, now wandering into the building. Sherlock went up the stairs first, you and John following behind as you chatted and caught up on life.

Sherlock suddenly froze in the doorway, his eyebrows raising but expression mostly calm. Then, your eyes landed on it. A body. Right in the centre of Sherlock and John’s flat.

“We need to call the police!” John said, instantly. He knew what Sherlock was thinking and wasn’t going to give any chance for that thought to grow. Sherlock hummed and nodded in acceptance.