Sherlock furrowed her brow. "How come I am the father?" She asked herself softly and glanced off to the side. She still didn't understand how she ended up being the father in this strange partnership. After a moment of thought she gave a slight huff and then nodded. "Fine then... Come along Watson and Hazel. We need to giver her a bath." Sherlock crinkled her nose at the smell of Hazel but knew she couldn't really help it. She walked with Watson and the girl back to the street and hailed a taxi. Once in, they returned to 221B Baker Street.<br/><br/>Sherlock got out of the cab and moved to the door and up the stairs. "Good Evening Mrs. Hudson... We have a knew resident living with us." Mrs. Hudson had no id3ea what to even say to Sherlock but watched as Sophia and a new girl walked past and up the stairs to get Hazel a bath.