Alexus set down the rather large box with a resounding thud. Not really caring who it bothered. She had three hours to finish unpacking, looking around, it did not look possible. What seemed like three years later, she finished bringing in the last box. Now to for the real work. With a look of determination etched onto her face, she turned on her music and began.

While unpacking, her thoughts wandered back to her home. Had it really only been mere days since she was told she would be moving? She couldn't believe only three days ago her chief supervisor Aron Strauss had told her she would be moving to London to work with Scotland Yard. She was never given a reason why they needed someone over there, let alone why they had chosen her. Just that she would leaving in three days and she should probably pack an umbrella. When she finally asked her team supervisor about it, he had told her he wasn't given any information on it either.

Alexus thought about her team, the only people she could call family. She had spent four years of her life with them. They experienced the horrors together. Together they could get through anything. They had proven as much during their time as a team. The BAU had proven to be among the best of the FBI. They had conquered feats other behavioral analysts could only dream of. She was part of the best team in the world. Then there was the fact that they paid attention to everyone low or high profile alike. JJ was fair when choosing cases. She's been everywhere working for the BAU. From the big important LA to the tiny insignificant Keene TX. Of course in this line of work she'd had to put herself in the darkest place anyone could possibly go, the human mind. In all her years at the BAU Alexus had not only seen the cruelest of minds, but she had climbed inside and lived it. The job was straining, yet she couldn't imagine working anywhere else. The people she worked with were beautiful. They reminded her of the good that was left in the world. When she couldn't even find it in herself, she could always look to a colleague and reassurance and restored faith in humanity. All of that had been taken from her with a few sentences.

Five hours later her phone rang. Looking at her it, she recognized it as a London number. Deciding it was probably her new boss, she answered.

"King" Alexus answered hating the sound of her own voice. She despised formalities. She grinned wondering how long it would take for her to actually just give up and ditch them. Alexus decided she'd shoot for a couple months, not likely…one can always hope?

"Uh, hello…this is Gregory Lestrade." Lestrade waited for some kind of signal to keep going.

"Oh yes, of course how can I help you sir?" There. That was very professional. She thought to herself.

"Actually we just got a case, and I knew you weren't supposed to come in until tomorrow, but I just thought maybe you'd like to join us early?" he asked.

"That actually sounds wonderful!" She smiled thrilled with the thought of getting out of her flat.

"Alright. Well I'm my way to the scene. Do you need a ride?"

"You've got wings baby!" Alexus hung up and sighed. She took a quick peek at her clock. Five minutes. Not quite two months but it'll have to do. She quickly got ready to go.

Greg looked at his phone with a puzzled expression. Did she just call him baby? He couldn't help the chuckle that came next. Maybe she wouldn't be such a bother after all. He could only hope for the best considering they were stuck with her for the unforeseeable future.

The DI was a little nervous, though he'd never admit it. He knew how territorial Sally could get. He had tried to water down just how much of a big deal their newcomer was, trying to shield King from the inevitable hostility that would be thrown her way. He knew Sally well enough to know her reaction to having a member of one of the best teams in the world, in their division. As if he didn't enough trouble keeping it civil between her and his consultant. That right there was a whole new thought that filled him with dread.

Putting on his best soldier face he parked outside King's flat, stepped out and knocked on her door. He was not at all prepared for the woman that greeted him.

"Hello are you Alexus King?" Greg asked somewhat timidly.

"Yep" Alexus answered. Popping the p. "That's me. You must be DI Lestrade."

Greg reached out his hand in answer.

"Nice to meet you." Gesturing for the car he asked "Shall we?"

Alexus grinned. "Of course."

The ride over was pleasant each one getting a feel for the other. By the time they reached the scene both were feeling quite comfortable with each other. Alexus could see herself friends with her new partner. She was thrilled when he told her they'd be working together as partners. Surprising him somewhat, mainly because he was finding himself quite taken with her. Things could go very, very wrong if he wasn't careful.

"So I just want to give you a fair warning. Detective Sally Donovan can be very territorial and so might present herself a bit hostile…at first…and/or forever…" He said through a nervous chuckle.

"It's all right. I've spent the last four years catching serial killers, I can handle a disgruntled colleague." She answered with a smirk.

"Right…good point" He nodded.

The detective inspector had been careful to make sure Sherlock wasn't called in just yet so he wouldn't have to worry about that, almost certainly, disastrous introduction. He breathed in a sigh of relief at that little consolation.

"Graham!" exclaimed a very much unwelcomed consulting detective.

Greg closed his eyes in frustration.

"Sherlock what are you doing here?" He asked.

"Sally called me in. Imagine my surprise! Though by the look on your face you don't have to. You didn't tell her to, did you? Which means she did it for her own reasons. By your expression I can assume you aren't relieved to see me so she probably invited me to spite you. But Why? Maybe because you kept her away from a case?" At which point Sherlock took in the DI's reaction trying to read something from it. Nothing.

"So maybe she's angry for calling her in tonight" Another look, nothing.

"Or perhaps you are hiding something from me?" Quick glance in his direction and he saw he was definitely on the right track. "You are hiding something… no perhaps someone?" Sherlock smirked. He smirked.

"Listen Sherlock we have a new person on the team. I wanted to wait for introductions till we were all well rested. Try not to be too cruel."

Sherlock scoffed. Till he saw John coming. At which point he straightened and gave the Inspector a nod.

"Good. This way." Greg led the way gulping in his nerves.

Sherlock looked around the staircase taking in every detail. When his eyes fell on a figure in the doorway of the crime scene. Striding towards it he realized it was a woman. Long black hair, 167 cm tall, and 8 st. She was very well proportioned. Definitely someone who never lacked in attention from the opposite sex. He continued to stare. Jeans, casual shirt, leather jacket, Chucks. Casual, easy-going, practical. Obviously has a job that requires movement and isn't foolish enough to wear the usual heels blouse and pencil skirt that women in Scotland Yard seemed to favor. So not a cop. Looking closer he noticed drawings on her sneakers. Creative. Little to no makeup. Got dressed in a hurry. Hair tie around the wrist, no phone. Forgetful. Looking to the left he saw a messenger bag over her shoulder. Not forgetful…prepared.

It was at this point looked up and met his eyes. Sherlock wasn't sure what he expected but it definitely hadn't been this. She had the most startlingly beautiful green eyes that contrasted her dark olive skin to perfection. For a minute Sherlock forgot to carry out the rest of his inspection. Before he had time to process anything else, Lestrade was introducing them.

"Sherlock this is Alexus King. She's new to our department."