It's been a few days since Mycroft had seen Sherlock. He was sitting across Sherlock in the living room of 221B as there was a chess set between them. "You should go see John," Mycroft commented.
Sherlock huffed, "Why should I?" He asked.
"His been in a terrible mood since the two of you saw each other," Mycroft replies.
"Even if I wanted too, he doesn't want to see me. Your move," Sherlock said as he sat back on his chair.
"You don't know the end of it, Sherlock. You're out off the frying pan while I'm into the fire of the beast," Mycroft said as he glances down and made a move.
Sherlock raised an eyebrow, "It couldn't be that bad. After all, you're proposing to him tonight," he said as he glances down.
"Yes well, we got interrupted last time. I'll talk to John again after he gets out off surgery to go and see you. The two of you need each other," Mycroft said, "your move."
Sherlock glanced down before looking at Mycroft and smirked, "he made you sleep on the couch last night," he said as he made a move.
"Yes and it's all your fault really," Mycroft snapped as he made a move. On the table in between them, there's a loud buzzing noise and red lights flashes. He swore, "bugger!" He angrily drops the small tweezers he was using in their game of operation.
Sherlock snickered, "can't handle a broken heart, now that's everything," he said.
Mycroft sighed as he sat back against his chair, "instead of playing games, why don't we talk about this terror alert," he said.
Sherlock huffed, "boring," he mutters.
"Come now Sherlock, we must protect John at all cost," Mycroft said and Sherlock didn't say anything.
Later that afternoon, John was walking towards 221B. He let himself in and he went up in the living room as he was surprised to see the Holmes' parents there. "Mr. and Mrs. Holmes, what are you doing here?" John asked surprised.
"John, it's wonderful to see you again! It's been a year since we've seen each other," Violet Holmes said as she stood up from the couch and hugs John.
John hugs back, "I just gotten a text from Mycroft that he was here earlier but left abruptly. He also canceled our dinner reservations," he said.
"Yes and you know why," Sherlock said as he gestures to his parents. "They are in town for a few days and it was a last minute thing. Mycroft is back in the office handling some few things," he said.
"I see," John said slowly as he was hoping to have dinner tonight with his lover.
"Yes well, they'll be in town till Saturday and Mycroft is going to pro...I mean, Mycroft is going have dinner with you that night, I'm sure," Sherlock said quickly as he almost made the secret slip.
"I see," John said nodding as he sat down on his chair.
"Yes well, it's time for the both of you to go. John and I have a case going on," Sherlock said grabbing both his parents so that both can leave.
"Remember Sherlock, we will have a Christmas dinner. I expect you to be there," Violet said sternly and Sherlock nodded as he bids them farewell.
"So, Mycroft tells me that you're desperate to see me," John said as soon as the door closes.
Sherlock huffed as he sat at the table, opening his laptop. "I'm having trouble with this case and I need my blogger," he said.
John rolled his eyes, "whatever," he mutters.
Sherlock looks at John, "is everything alright between you and my brother?" He asked.
"Yea of course it is, why shouldn't we be alright?" John asked.
"You made him sleep on the couch last night and a few nights ago you almost made him," Sherlock pointed out.
"Look, we just had an argument about you. It was nothing," John replies.
"Well, at least Mycroft made you see sense into coming here," Sherlock said.
"He said that you were desperate! I didn't want to come here!" John snapped.
"Calm down John. I don't care what's going on, I just want to solve this case," Sherlock said.
"And what case is that?" John asked angrily. A few minutes later as John was watching the Howard footage of the mysterious tube train disappearance... "I see now why you're desperate, this is a good case," John says as he looks at Sherlock.
"There's something that I'm missing, something staring down in front of me, but I don't know what," Sherlock said angrily.
"Mycroft tells me he has a underground network. Do you know what's that about?" John asked slowly.
Sherlock re-watches the footage again and snaps his fingers, "of course! Do you see that?" He asked pointing.
"See what?" John asked as he looks back at the screen.
Sherlock rewound the footage, "see! Right there! Seven carriages leave Westminster but only six carriages arrive at St. Jame's Park," he said.
"But that's impossible! Clearly impossible!" John exclaimed.
"Moran didn't disappear - the entire compartment did! The driver must have diverted the train and then detached the last carriage," Sherlock said.
The two were silent for a few minutes before Sherlock spoke again: "what's today's date?" He asked.
"Hmm? November the... Oh my god," John said breathlessly.
"I need to call Howard," Sherlock mutters.