I only own Katie
John sighed as he sat in his chair.
He's been a little jumpy since he got away from Sherlock.
"He won't come here to get me," John reassured himself. "He won't come here to get me."
Then, there was a knock at the door. John took a deep breath and put on a big smile.
"Come in," he called.
What surprised John was that it wasn't a patient or even Sherlock that entered his office. It was Mycroft Holmes.
"Oh, hi Mycroft," John greeted after he got over the shock. "What can I do for you?"
Mycroft sat down in one of the chairs.
"I saw you running away from Sherlock," Mycroft stated.
John sighed and leaned back in his chair. He forgot that Mycroft has 'eyes' all over London.
"Sherlock was holding a thermometer so I assumed that you were sick," continued Mycroft. "I came to take you home."
John saw no use in arguing with the brother of his flatmate. So, he grabbed his coat and told the secretary that he was taking sick leave.
"I thought I was going to work in peace," John muttered in the back of the car that he and Mycroft were in.
"You were very clever, ," said Mycroft, who was sitting next to him. "But you keep forgetting that I have cameras every where."
John huffed and turned his attention to the city.
When he got home, John saw Katie banging on the flat door.
"Katherine, what are you doing?" Mycroft asked as he and John got out of the car.
"Dad decided that I was the one who should wait for Father to return," said Katie in an annoyed tone. "I've been out here since Father left."
John opened his mouth to speak but Katie beat him to it.
" is out for the day," said Katie.
John put his hands on his hips and then walks up to the door.
"Sherlock, open up this door now!" John shouted while banging on it.
Sherlock came down and opened up the door 5 minutes later.
"Ah, John, you're back," said Sherlock, then turning to Katie. "You've only been here for 10 minutes. I don't know why you're acting like its the end of the world."
Katie growled and made a fist.
John rolled his eyes and went inside.
"You want some tea Mycroft?" John asked, at the stairs.
"No thank you," said Mycroft. "I have to get back to work. Feel better John."
John managed to say good bye to Mycroft before Sherlock ushered him upstairs.
Author's note: I finally got it done. Very sorry for the delay but I kept on restarting the chapter and it's been driving me crazy. I hope you enjoy it.