Chapter One: Lestrade had always been under the impression that Sherlock was an only child. He never mentioned having a brother in all the years Lestrade knew him. Until one case a few years ago, when he had called Sherlock for a case. Well, not call but text for the man to come.
Sherlock didn't respond, but then again he rarely did. Anderson was bitching in his ear about the lanky man coming to the crime scene. Lestrade was not happy that night. It was raining and cold and he had been called out of his warm bed to come and look at this scene on what was meant to be his day off. He knew it was too good to be true.
"Anderson shut you damn mouth. No one gives a rat's arse." Lestrade finally told the man.
Sherlock shows up that night and solves the case in a matter of ten minutes, complaining that it was dull and walking away from the scene but not before insulting Anderson who was still standing by with his mouth hanging open at how quickly Sherlock had solved the case.
Anderson made some remark that the information couldn't have been true. It was because they found the suspect on their way to dispose of the evidence.
Lestrade knew Sherlock was reckless after years of dealing with drugs he knew the man was extremely reckless with his life. But while Sherlock was still trying to kick the habit Lestrade wondered where any bit of family had been for Sherlock to turn too.
In Lestrade's eyes the tall lanky think man was all alone in the world with no one to talk to really but a human skull. Which still gave him the creeps.
It wasn't until a few cases after Sherlock met John that a man showed up. He was talking to John and Sherlock and Sherlock was becoming increasingly annoyed with the man.
John sighed and shook his head.
"Excuse me but who are you? You can't be here." Lestrade told him.
"He's right now sod off." Sherlock told him.
"Oh, do stop it Sherlock." The man said.
"Detective Inspector I have every right to be here." The man smiled. The smile sent a shiver down the man's spine.
Sherlock said something in French and John couldn't help but chuckle.
"Now you're being childish Sherlock. Don't make me force you to go." The man looked at the other.
"You'll have to catch me first Mycroft." Sherlock smiled.
"Will both of you shut up?" Mycroft's brow arched at this.
"Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?"
"He already said my name is Mycroft. Really, Sherlock, this is what you deal with?" the man looked at the consulting detective.
Mycroft told Lestrade that he held a minor position in the government. "Sherlock, just come to Christmas dinner. John you are also welcome to come. Mummy would be happy to see you both." Mycroft said.
"Wait one minute. Christmas dinner? Mummy? You're brothers?" Lestrade asked looking between the two.
"Yes can't you tell?" Mycroft asked, standing next to Sherlock.
Lestrade looked between the two. Nothing matched. Mycroft was tall and large but Sherlock was tall and lanky. Mycroft's brown hair was nothing like Sherlock's own dark curls. Mycroft's skin was not pale like his brother. But the only thing they had going for them was the nose.
"I know how you feel. It's hard to imagine them as one being brothers and two being children." John said.
"How the hell is the world surviving with two of them?" Lestrade asked.
"Good-bye Baby Brother." Mycroft said, getting into a black car.
"Fat arse." Sherlock smirked.
"How the hell are there two of you? He looks like he's all order and you you're just pure chaos." Lestrade told him.
"That's how the world works. Come on John we'll have to get you a suit for dinner. There's no out running Mycroft's men." Sherlock said and they walked away.
It took Lestrade another twenty minutes after Sherlock left to get over the fact the man had an older brother. Another five to get over the fact Sherlock's brother was all about order and worked for the government when his younger brother broke the law. It took another ten minutes after that for Lestrade to figure out he wanted to see the other Holmes again.
Well that sucked and was a waste of time. It might turn into a series. Don't get your hopes up maybe if I get a few reviews I'll bee what I can do.