"Lily! Can you come down here for a moment?" Mrs. Holmes yells from the bottom of the stairs at 221B Bakers St.

  "Coming Mum!" Lillian calls. She walks down the stairs until she's standing in front of her mother. "What's up?" she asks.

  "I need to go to work a little early this morning so your father's going to walk with you to school today."

  "Mum, I'm seventeen and perfectly capable of walking to school by myself," she protests, rolling her eyes. "Plus, if I walk with dad then how will he get to interview clients?" Lily says in her best logical voice.

  "Well I'll let you work it out with him, dear. I have to run. See you at dinner, okay?"

  "Okay. Have a good day at work," she sighs.

  Mrs. Hudson, the landlady, rushes from the kitchen, handing Mrs. Holmes a bag. "You almost forgot this, dearie," she chuckles, shaking her head.

  "Thank you Mrs. Hudson," she smiles as she walks to the door.

  "Goodbye, Molly!" Mrs. Hudson calls, walking back into the other room.

  Lily makes her way back up the stairs to her room, and picks out her outfit for the day. A light blue tank top with skinny jeans, to make her recently-dyed pink hair stand out. Throwing on some Mary Janes and gold eyeshadow, she grabs her backpack and heads to their kitchen.

  After making some toast, Lily hurries into the living area. "Dad..." she says. She recives no answer, or any type of acknowledgement that he's aware she is in the room. This would concern most people, but she had grown up with, and gotten used to, her father's 'strange' behavior.

  "Dad..." she says again after a couple minutes. 'Damn. he's in his 'Mind Palace',' she thinks. "'Ello? Earth t' Sherlock Holmes!" she says, waving a hand in front of his face. 'Fine.'

  "Dad!" she says, poking his shoulder roughly before he snaps out of his trance.

  "Hmm... Oh, Lily... Were you saying something?" he asks, slowly joining the world around him again.

  "Mum wants you t' walk me t' school. She had t' leave for work," Lily explains. "You don't have to. I can walk myself..."

  "No, no, of course not. Let me just grab my coat," Sherlock replies.