The red head known as Sophia Watson was walking around  with a sniper rifle on her back and a gun case with her rifle. She was in her uniform and she was walking with a cane in the streets of London as she limped she was wondering why she had keep her guns, she thought she would have gotten ride of them, but she didn't. She walked with  limp and  stops when she heard her  name, "Lance corporal Watson?" A voice asks. Sophia turns around and smiles as she noticed one of her squad mates. She laughs softly, "My god if it isn't  James Moore.... What a chance." She says. James smiles and looks down, "You got injured in the war." He asks. She looks down and sighs, "Yeah can we sit down?" She asks. James leads her her to a bench and Sophia smiles as she was helped down.<br/><br/><br/>James went to get some coffee and he turns to her, she takes it with a smiles, "So what are you going now a days James?" She asks. James sips his coffee, "Detective at Scotland Yard... Are you looking for a place to life?" He asks. "Do you know anyone that needs a room mate?" HE asks. James laughs and watches Sophia, "Oh I know of  someone please allow me to take you to the Yard I am sure he would be looking in." He states. Sophia got up and James leads her to the his car and takes her to Scotland Yard, James lead her to a lab and  Sophia limbed in. "Sherlock... James here I have someone that might be interested in a rooming with you." She states