Sherlock P.O.V mind palace

I search through the library that has all I know on the Lady in Pink. I vaguely hear John in the background enter the flat, but there are other footsteps as well, a woman.

'Has Mycroft really sent a woman to spy on me again. Seriously, why can't he mind his own business and not others. He already asked John and he said no, what makes him think a pathetic girl will do? I already told him I'm married to my work, not interested in relationships. I focus on my work. Caring is a disadvantage'.

*Flashback*

"Really Sherlock. Mummy wouldn't be happy. You know she wants grand children" Mycroft sneered. Did he really have to bring Mummy into this.

"If you want Mummy to be happy why don't you have children. You know I'm married to my work. " I retorted.

"As am I. You better hurry up though, you're not getting any younger. Any later and you might not be able to... perform" he said with a smirk.

I growled deep in my throat, "I am quite capable of... performing, I am merely not interested in any such activity." I replied.

"Hurry up thought Sherlock. You never know who might... come around and catch your eye" he finished with a mischievous gleam in his eye.

"I would not pay attention to a pesky girl. Caring is a disadvantage".

"Whatever you say Sherlock" Mycroft said before he slipped into the darkness.

*End of Flashback*

I pulled put of my flashback just as the girl sitting with John asked a peculiar question:

"Afghanistan or Iraq?" How could she tell that John was a soldier? Only I was able to tell when we first met. Interesting... I kept listening to their conversation trying to not give away that I was eavesdropping. The conversation went on as such:

"I've been meaning to ask this, Afghanistan or Iraq?" I asked curiously.

"Wha, how did you know I served in the army?" John asked.

"Oh just the way your arm trembles, the way you always seem to look around for any danger, and the psychosomatic limp you have. Obvious affects of the war" She stated, coming to an end of her explanation.

At that my face took an expression of shock, I felt my eyebrows raise and my mouth hang open a bit. As soon as I realised I quickly changed my facial expression to impassive.

"Oh well, Afghanistan" he said to answer her question.

This whole conversation shocked me. I thought I was the only person able to deduce, with the exception of Irene Adler. What the girl said next shocked me.

"Eavesdropping isn't nice you know, neither is brooding about having a fight with your brother. He isn't worth your time".

"How did you know I had a brother?" I asked curiously.

"Intuition, I guess" she said slyly with a smirk.

At that I stood up and walked over to her, looking her up and down, studying her. I've always been able to deduce anyone, again except for Irene, but she, she was different. She was unreadable but I could tell she was hiding something. Something big.

I stuck out my hand. "Hello, I'm Sherlock Holmes."