AN: okay so this idea was extremely random. I imagined John as a girl, (Joan) and she overheard the Holmes brothers in the living room talking about her menstrual cycle (as if it were any of their business!). But yeah; so relationship established, not married (yet) and everything else is same old same old besides John. Also if I took another person's title I'm sorry, I just thought it would sound better since camomile tea is good to help cramps.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or show or the book by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Just my imagination.
Camomile Tea
Joan was in the kitchen one Sunday mid morning making some camomile tea for Sherlock and herself. An 'unexpected' visitor came knocking on their door, which now explains why they are having tea mid morning.
The visitor was none other than Mycroft Holmes coming to check on his dear brother and new lover. "Good day to you both. Sherlock nice to see you already dressed. You as well Joan." Mycroft smirked. He knew if it were up to them, they would still be in bed; which is why he had sent both a text that he would be coming over.
Joan as per usual offered tea to which he refused, so now back to the present.
Joan sat on the arm of Sherlocks chair just listening to their hidden messages about childhood, when the tea whistled that is was done. She got up and went to make herself and Sherlock a cuppa. However as she worked, she heard the conversation that never though would be utter in her presence.
"Camomile tea dear brother? I thought you prefered Early Grey." Knowing that he made a smirk, Sherlock replied "Unlike you Mycroft, I take into consideration of my partner's let's say 'health' matters." Clearing his throat, Mycroft retorted, "Hm, and doesn't it bother you Sherlock. Aren't you weighed down by her mentrual cycles to the point that you can't do cases?"
Before he could explain, Joan gently set down the cups, took a deep breath and walked over to the chair. "I do not believe that my cycle is any part of you concern, Mycroft. And to be honest I can handle it so no it does not 'weigh him down'." And she walks to go get the tea for Sherlock. Joan reappears and hand him the cup all the while, Sherlock keeps that 'I win' smirk on.
"And how do you keep it under control Joan?" Mycroft kept pestering on. Chuckling she responded "I drink my tea and take my pills. Now if you don't mind, please do stop talking about my cycle. Or so help me God I will find Sherlock's harpoon and will not hesitate to impale you both. Good day." And with that she walks downstairs to Mrs. Hudson.
Both watching the area she had just left from Mycroft said "I can see why you love her, Sherlock." In his deep baritone voice he chuckled "Yes." And sipped his camomile tea.
AN:okay the idea was random, nobody hate me I just needed it to come out of my head. I hoped you enjoyed the really random story.
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