Isabelle caught what Sherlock was conveying with his body language but didn't say anything, she just smiled softly at him thanking him for his help. When Molly came back Isabelle watched Sherlock take the tray and go back into the living room of her flat, Molly went over to Isabelle gently placing a hand on her back. "How are you doing Bella?" She took in a breath. "I'm alright." Isabelle replied softly heading back into the living room sitting down beside Alyssa. She gently put her arm around her sister letting Alyssa lean most of her weight on Isabelle's body, she brushed a few strands of Alyssa's brown hair off of her face wiping a few of the tears away.
After a while of sitting and talking Isabelle took Alyssa back to her bedroom closing the door halfway so she could hear if Alyssa called her for anything before coming back into the living room sitting back down on the couch, she put her fingers to her temple, her head was pounding. "How is Alyssa, Bella?" Molly asked slight concern in her voice, Isabelle cleared her throat sitting up more. "She's better than she was when she first came. Out of all of us Alyssa was closest to Mathias, Edmund doesn't even know him as well as Alyssa did. We all lost a brother, Alyssa lost her best friend and her brother."
Isabelle moved to pick up her tea cup her hand was shaking to the point she had to use both of her hands instead of just the one, she put her tea cup back down clenching her hands into a fists to try and stop them from shaking even though they knew they wouldn't it was anxiety causing them to shake, until her anxiety went down she knew they wouldn't stop. "Why don't I play something?" Molly nodded with an excited smile which in turn made Isabelle smile. "Piano or violin?"
"Piano. I haven't heard you play the Piano yet." Molly replied, Isabelle moved over to the piano sitting down on the bench gently resting her fingers on the keys, she started playing the song that was on the sheet music but didn't actually look at the music for guidance, she had it memorized, she just had the music out for Alyssa as her sister wasn't as good at memorizing pieces as Isabelle was.
It was a few more days before Alyssa returned home, Molly had come every day since making sure Isabelle was doing alright. Even John would show up and bring her over to the flat for tea and a little bit of a conversation. Today it was just Sherlock in the flat though, the case files scattered everywhere she wondered if he was actually getting somewhere or just going around in circles. Even Isabelle would admit it was a hard case. Isabelle watched Sherlock as he worked letting him bounce ideas off of her when he needed to, she just enjoyed being around him, it helped her.
"Ah, Miss Winston, what a pleasant surprise." Mycroft said with a smirk as he walked into the room, he caught Sherlock rolling his eyes. "Now, Sherlock, is that anyway to great your brother?" Isabelle shrugged when Sherlock looked in her direction, she couldn't really do much about the brotherly feud that never seemed to end between the two of them. "I think he's busy Mycroft." Isabelle said in an attempt to help Sherlock with his older brother. "He hasn't managed to get anywhere for weeks."
"It isn't exactly a black and white case." Mycroft rolled his eyes sitting in Sherlock's chair. "I personally think your father made a mistake." Isabelle laughed a little bit. "It wasn't my fathers orders. It was mine." Isabelle looked over at Mycroft, he wouldn't challenge her and he definitely wouldn't challenge her father, she knew that, it was her orders on her fathers okay. He simply scoffed crossing his legs looking back to Sherlock. "Found anything knew brother dear? Miss Winston seems to have such faith in you."