Chapter Three
Greg Lestrade and Mycroft Holmes
Greg sighed as he leaned over his desk with a pen. It was dark and the only light was the one sitting on his desk, illuminating the papers before him. Valentine's Day and he had chosen to work late, going home only reminded him how lonely he really was. It was a curse that Valentine's day even existed. He used to enjoy the holiday, before his wife left him, now it was only a reminder of what he didn't have, as he was sure many people agreed.
Most people had gone home and he wasn't surprised as he glanced at the clock and saw that it was just passing ten. He sighed and rubbed at his eyes, shuffling his papers together as he got ready to head home.
A light knock startled him slightly and he dropped the papers in his hand back to his desk and watched as they slipped to the floor.
"Come in," he called, pushing his chair back and leaning down to retrieve the papers.
The door opened before clicking shut again. "Working late again I see," came the voice that followed.
Greg looked up in shock. "Mycroft? What are you doing here?" he asked, straightening up and tapping the papers on the desk into a neat pile.
"I was hoping to take you out to dinner, but seeing as it's a little late for that, plans will have to change," Mycroft answered with a small smile.
"I wouldn't mind getting something to eat, I'm starving, didn't get dinner."
Mycroft's smile spread slightly. "Well I'm sure we can find someplace that's still open."
"Not likely anyplace that would be up to your standards," Greg muttered.
"Why don't we go to your place then?"
Greg looked up at him incredulously. "I'm not sure you really want that. I don't really have anything and the place is a mess."
Mycroft gave him a soft smile and shook his head. "I'm sure it's fine. We'll take my car."
"Your car? Can't we each just take our own?"
Mycroft sighed, sometimes he forgot that some people had their own vehicles.
"Alright, I will meet you at your house in 15 minutes."
Greg sighed and wasn't able to agree before Mycroft disappeared.
"That man, I swear," he muttered.
Fifteen minutes later found Greg unlocking his door with Mycroft hovering behind him, with his ever-strong presence.
Greg was nervous, he had been with Mycroft for about a year now, if you called the little he saw of Mycroft actually 'seeing him', so he couldn't really understand why he felt nervous. Perhaps it was because Mycroft was a little more relaxed than normal and it set Greg off, or maybe it was because Greg was fairly certain Mycroft was planning something he just couldn't figure out what.
Tossing the keys onto the counter, Greg offered the older Holmes' brother a drink.
Mycroft shook his head. "Just water will be fine."
Greg nodded, pulling out a beer and popping the cap before grabbing a glass and filling it from the tap.
"So, what's with the surprise visit?" he asked as they moved to the couch.
Mycroft smiled. "I would have come earlier, but I'm afraid that something came up that delayed me."
Greg took a drink, keeping his eyes on Mycroft. "That doesn't answer my question, Mycroft."
"Well, I couldn't exactly let you spend Valentine's Day alone, not when you have someone to spend it with."
The grey haired man was at a loss for words. This was so much out of character for Mycroft he wasn't sure what to do with it.
"Yeah, well, thanks for that," he said awkwardly, raising his bottle in Mycroft's direction.
Mycroft nodded and smiled. "Anytime," he said raising his glass in return.
The rest of the night was filled with comfortable, idle chatter and at some point, Greg found himself curled against Mycroft's side. Of course the British Government did anything but protest as he wrapped an arm around the older man and pressed his lips to the top of his head, a silent reminder that no matter the day, Greg Lestrade was never to be alone.
So, this chapter turned out to be harder than the last one, so I sincerely apologize for any out of characterness might be in there. John and Mary is next, then Sherlolly, but after than is open for whatever you guys want! Send in your requests via comments or private message. Thank you!
