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It had been ten long years since Sherlock’s death a lot has changed for one Dr John Watson. 3 month after his friends death a little girl was left on the steps of 221B with a note telling Sherlock that the girl was his daughter. John called Mycroft as he held the little girl she was around three, she had Sherlock’s eyes and his hair, and she was looking at John with wide eyes. When Mycroft turned up he was stunned at the girl he told John that he would run test to make sure that she was Sherlock's, John told Mycroft the girl can stay with him until the test come back. Two weeks past and the results came back, the girl John decide to name Abby was happily sitting on the floor playing with blocks John picked up for her and held her close.
“She’s Sherlock’s daughter test came back positive. the mum was a Katie Brown she was found dead last night” Mycroft said.
“What going to happen to her then?” John asked.
“Either I take her or she goes to a foster home” Mycroft told him.
“Or I’ll take her” John said. “I’ll take look she comfortable here I like the company you can take her when your free”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes I am I’ll adopted Abby. What’s her real name?”
“Zoë but Abby is nicer” Mycroft said he looked at the small child who was reaching for her building blocks “I’ll get the papers done so Abby Watson then?”
“Please and thanks Mycroft”
Xxxx
10 years later
Abby stood and looked out the window of 221B onto the streets of London, she was watching people passing, deducing them, she knew who was cheating, who lost money. Abby’s dad told her to keep it to herself not to tell anyone what she can do, he wasn’t happy that she could deduce people, it brought him great pain he shouted her when she deduced his girlfriend, she did that when she was 8, 5 years ago her mind was beyond her years she was smart for age. As she stood and looked out she was waiting for one person to come home, as caught the man with sandy blonde hair she smiled and turned from the window.
John gently walked up the stairs of 221B it had been 10 long years since Sherlock was gone. John now has Sherlock’s 13 year old daughter, he loved her like his own, well she was his on paper, John told Abby that she was adopted but never told her that her dad was the one and only Sherlock Holmes, just told her dad was a good man. John opened the door to his home and was met with balloons the smell of cake and something else, he then saw Abby standing in the middle of the room with a smile.
“Happy birthday dad” Abby said with a smile.
“Abby” John said his voice stern. Abby’s smile dropped.
“I…I thought it would be a nice surprise” Abby’s was voice down her blue/grey eyes looked at him.
John looked at the girl who was wearing her usual clothes which were a black skirt and a dark purple shirt her long black hair was pulled into a side pony tail, John walked further in the room as Abby started to picking up items, John moved forwarded to stop her, he grabbed her wrist. Abby looked up
“Thank you” John said “So what have I got for dinner”
“Five bean chilli with nachos” Abby said with a smile.
John gave Abby a big hug before he sat down at the table which was laid out nicely napkins folded a lot of effort was put into it into the whole of 221B, John smiled as he watched her dish out there food he was happy. John birthday was usually spent putting Abby to bed or giving her to Mycroft to look after as he went to the pub. Abby placed the food on the table as she sat down.
The meal went well John really enjoyed his birthday he was shocked that Abby had got him a new stethoscope he smiled and gave her a big hug, John found himself curled up on the sofa with an old film and a slice of Mrs Hudson cake she made him. John turned to see Abby who has grown so much from the little girl that was left on the door step all those years ago, she was like Sherlock her mind her looks but she was caring loving and showed it, she was reading her kindle this was the usually he’ll put a film on and Abby will read or they both watch the film but these never happened innless her homework was done.
Xxxx
John smiled today was cleaning day and Abby’s turn they always take it turns to clean the flat, he walked to the fridge and picked the shopping list up he spotted Abby with her headphones in standing in front of a pile of book as she was dusting the bookshelf.
“I’m popping to the shops won’t be long” John told her.
“Ok dad”
John left 221B walking down the street he didn’t see the figure slip in to his home. Abby smiled as she start placing books back in the shelf she picked up a pile and placed them on the shelf in front of her, as Abby cleaned she didn’t hear the door open or close due to the headphones, the footsteps on the stairs, or the flat door opening the next thing she knew was a bang to the head and a tall figure on top of her.
“Get off” Abby screamed as she struggled against her attacker.
“Did he send you hmm a Child? Planting bombs?” the man asked.
“What? Oh god someone Hel…” Abby screams where cut off as the man placed his hand over her mouth.
Abby soon found herself tied to one of the dining room chairs, she was scared her head was hurting her heart was thumbing against her chest, she felt hot tears leaving her eyes trickling down her checks. The man who attack her was now standing in front of her he was threatening her. Abby kept looking at the man who had dark curly hair and his eyes were a bit lighter than hers.
“I don’t know what you want” Abby wept.
“Just admit you work for him” he shouted.
John walked up the stairs of 221B he smile he was going to cook Abby’s favourite meal when he was half why up when he heard Abby call out, he ran the rest of the way dropping the bags.
“Abby you ok?” John asked concerned he was scared something big had happened someone hurt her.
John was shocked to see her tied to the chair with a man in front of her. The man turned round and faced John.
“Sherlock”