AN: This is quite a short chapter sorry, the next one will be longer.

"Gregory please stop this now and open the door" Mycroft said as he lays his head against the door. After 15 minutes of silent's Mycroft head shots up as he hears the door unlock and out Greg comes. "Gregory I..."

Before Mycroft could finish "I don't want dinner, I'm not hungry" and then he was off.

"Gregory just come back here please, and talk to me stop being a child" Mycroft said he was tired as it was, he could tell this was going to be a long night. "Please, i do not want to play games tonight". Mycroft followed Greg in the lounge.

"To win you've got to stay in the game" Greg said bitterly. Mycroft did not understand what he was getting at.

Gregory stopped mid-point in the lounge and stared at the several photos of him and Mycroft. The first one was of them at a government function the first-time Greg had ever been introduced to people Mycroft work with. Mycroft was wearing a three piece grey suit, and Greg was wearing his new black one that Mycroft had brought him for his birthday last month.

The second one was a simple photo of them at the beach asleep Greg insisted that they frame it to Mycroft dislike. The last photo was taken five months ago at john's birthday party, they both had way to much to drink at this time, but both were staring at each other smiling like it was only them in the room.

"We were so happy" Greg broke the silence. "Were, what do you mean were we are happy" Mycroft said getting even more confused with the DI.

Greg closed his eyes.

"He's a lucky guy then, this Mycroft"

Greg chuckled "More the other way around"

The young girl started to cough up some blood, Greg whipped it away from her mouth and just smiled.

"Either way hang on to him but don't let him become your everything because when He's gone you'll have nothing. That was my mistake now I'm leaving him with nothing"She looked to her ring.

Greg has never thought about it like that, but it was too late. Mycroft was already his everything, and he could just leave at any time because after all he was Mycroft Holmes.

Just then Greg was pulled away from his thought.

"Gregory." Greg had forgotten Mycroft was in the room.

"Where have you been" Greg Said still staring the pictures.

"At work, I had a busy day I..." Greg cut him off. "No Mycroft not today the last five months, where have you been?"

Mycroft sighed he knew this would come up sooner or later. He just thought it would be later, before he could answer Greg spoke again.

"Not here that's for sure, you were away for a month in that month, and we spoke five times, five bloody times. So in the 121 days you have been around you've slept at work 34 times, slept at your desk in the study 47 times so that leaves 40 nights in our bed. Not even to mention the amount of time we've spent together that's a whole new ball game. So out of 152 days you've spent 40 nights with me, ow aren't I A lucky man"

Mycroft was shocked, how Greg remembered all of this. Surly it was not true was it, he'd been so busy he's forgotten, Forgotten Gregory.

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