Sorry for the wait. Had some commission art that needed to get done, thats still not done. *sigh* So yay! Chapter 2!

I struggled to get up the stairs with my boxes. Not that I had many, I only had my necessities. All my keepsakes, the few I had were safely looked away in a safety deposit box, but the boxes were still heavy and hard to hold on to, especially when one kept moving. I finally reached the top and knocked on the door with my foot to let them know I was there.

"Who is it?" , rang out Sherlock's deep baritone voice.

"You know who it is, now open the door!" I said through gritted teeth get quite upset because of the strain all my items were causing me. I never take more than one trip, too time consuming.

"John, door." Sherlock said.

"Sherlock get it yourself, you're closer." John says from the kitchen.

I heard Sherlock sigh and stand, some foot steps and the door opened.

"Thank you." I said steping into the apartment. I walk past the living room and into my room setting down my boxes on the bed when I heard a knock at the door and it opening and shuting. I walked back out to see who it was.

I walked out and say a nice looking old lady. She was talking to John and Sherlock about hearing someone else come up to the apartment or something like that, I wasn't really paying much attention.

"So this must be your new roommate."She said looking at me with a smile.

"I'm Caledonia, nice to meet you." I said smiling and offered her my hand.

"I'm Mrs. Hudson, the land lady. "She said shaking my outstretched hand.

John walked back to the kitchen to make tea."Mrs. Hudson, did you want a cuppa?'

"No I have some errands to run, but I'll see you three later."

"I'm going to unpack, I'll be back." I said and walked off to my room.

Meanwhile in the Bat-Cave, err living room.

John walks back in from the kitchen and hands me a cup. He turns on the telly and we sip our tea in silence. I finally set down my cup and announce, "John I'm bored. When our next case?"

"Have you checked the website?"

"No…" I sigh.

I pick up his laptop and get on the website. "Nothing!" John sighs at me as I close the laptop a little more forcefully than necessary.

"Perhaps Lestrade has something for us?"

He would have called" And at the moment my cell rings. I pick it up and look at the ID. Lestrade. I answer it with a bored "Hello?"

'Sherlock we need you at the corner of Green and 1st, there's been a double homicide. Hurry down.'

"On my way." I hang up and stand for my coat.

"Lestrade?" John asks also standing up.

"Yes" I say when Caledonia walked in.

"Where you to off to?" She asks.

"Crime scene ,"John says" You coming with?"

"Sure." She says as a small silver shape darts up to the window.

"What was that?!" John says very surprised.

"Her cat, she did have a carrier when she came in."

"Hmm, didn't notice." John walks over and begins to pet lithe little silver tabby. "What's its name?"

"Saladin, he's named after a cat from a book."

"We need to get going to the scene, John" I remind John.

"Yes, of course." John said.

"We can take my car." Caledonia said.

"Sure. Didn't know you had one."

"Course I do, you didn't think I left all my stuff in a cab, did you?" She said grabbing her coat. Not her one that looked like mine, but a nice bright blue jacket that went well with her extremely pale blue blouse.

"Ha, didn't think about that. Well we better get going."

And with that we walked out the door.

As we exited the building a light drizzle had started. We crossed the street to my car, a Saturn SL 2, old, but reliable. Sometimes. Not in rain though, so I mentally crossed my figures that it wouldn't quit on me as a rumble of thunder rolled through the sky and the light drizzle turned to a down pour. We quickly jogged a crossed the street towards the car and hurriedly got in. Well except for John.

"The doors jammed." John says through the window as Sherlock gets in next to me.

"Hold on." I reach back to the door and pull the handle, at a very painful angle I might add as the door was right behind me.

"Now try." I say and the door opens. "Sorry," I said as a soaking wet John got in. "That doors a piece of crap." I start the car and miraculously it rumbles to life. I silently thank the car and ask Sherlock. "Where we headed to?"

"Corner of 1st and Green." He says as he clicks his seat belt in place.

I nod and start off in the direction of the scene.

Oooo, she's got a cat! And yes he is named after a real book charater, those of you how read the 39 clues will recognize him. So next chapter we will see the crime scene. MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Not that I created that particular crime scene. Not that oneanyways! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!