HAPPY NEW YEAR
LONG TIME NO SEE SORRY LIFE HAS BEEN CRAP SO WRITING TOOK A SIDLINE BUT ILY ALL- Kat aka Dangel omg what even was I when I made this account
The phone rang. Ianto picked it up
"Hello?"
"Check your emails"
"Good evening to you too Mycroft" Ianto yawned and leaned back on the desk chair as he pushed himself with his foot from the edge of Owens workstation to his laptop that was atop the old coffee table.
"Have you opened it yet" the irritable voice on the end of the line snapped,
"Myc there is such a thing as patience you know?"
"Ianto I am basically the government figurehead I don't even need to know the meaning of the word patience as usually people do what I say. Immediately"
Ianto rolled his eyes and scanned his gmail account, silently thanking the gods that Jack was away on business and that the rest of the team had gone home so no one needed to even hear his arsehole of a relation on the phone to him.
"Well brother dearest I'm not one of your minions. Next time say please and I might be quicker to do as you ask"
There was a sigh down the line just as iantos mouse hovered over the email from sender :mycroftholmes
Attachment:thelist
In the email was a picture of a crumpled piece of paper with handwriting that Ianto could only identify as either being from a small child or from, well Sherlock. J
The usual repeat offenders were on there however when he saw the last drug sketchily written on the paper iantos eyebrow raised.
"Mycroft please don't tell me he's taken c57" in London mycroft held his head in his hands and sighed yet again.
"I know I'm worried too"
"It's not him taking it that worries me. It's the fact he'll have to come to me to get it out"
Mycroft murmured something inaudible in reply
"I'm sorry what was that"
"I said that's why I rang you..."
"YOU MOTHERFUCKER" with that Ianto slammed the phone down and went to get himself a coffee. A strong one, cause God knows if his brothers were coming he'd need it.
