Still getting feedback! This is amazing guys thanks so much! Ok Meredithriddle thanks for the actually Sherlock character criticism, much needed thanks :) The Random Panda, I take everyone's suggestions into consideration don't need to thank me :) plus Moriarty knows everything ;) Cairine the Elf-hearted, thank you for the name suggestions! Also thank you to I'mjustheretoread and ScarlyB for your feedback.

Quite a few name suggestions so I'll pick one at random for the chapter after this one for you all. To make it fair I'll pick one out of the hat. Most of you said that you would take the money but not tell Sherlock so here we go, next chapter :) enjoy xxx

The next day involved sorting out finances and realising how much you actually needed the money that Mycroft offered you.

"But surely it's not ethical?" you say to yourself as there's a knock at the door. You get up and answer it, half expecting to see Mycroft. Instead, however, it was John from upstairs.

"Hi, I came down to apologise on Sherlock's' behalf for playing his blasted violin so damn late again" he explained.

"It's fine, usually I can sleep through things like that but new environment has put my sleep pattern off a bit, come in" you open the door for him to come into your flat.

"Wow, you've done a lot for this place"

"Been in here before?" you ask

"Once, long story and trust me it's a long story"

"Oh, I won't ask then, want some tea or coffee?" you ask being polite.

"I'm not staying for long, Sherlock will be wanting me back soon knowing him" John explained.

"Are you and him a couple?"

John doesn't answer, just avoids the question by asking his own.

"So what do you do?" he asks.

"Just finished Uni, hoping to find a job soon need to pay off those debts as soon as I do" you say.

"University is getting so expensive now, think it's getting ridiculous for young people to get an education"

"Telling me!" You and John talk for a little while, you finally deciding that given your financial situation you need Mycroft's money, how hard was it to spy on this Sherlock anyway?

Back in a disserted factory, you tell Mycroft you're going to take the money.

"I'm only taking it because I have debts to pay off and bills" you explain trying to make it sound reasonable.

"Naturally, the money will cover the bills easily along with paying the debts off and still have a bit left over for food and other essentials" Mycroft says.

"Ok, thank you"

"I expect you to report back to me about Sherlock every other week on the Sunday afternoon"

"Do I call you or come here or what?"

"You'll know when the day comes, good day" he says and disappears into his own car.

"Hope I've done the right thing" you say to yourself and grab a taxi back to your flat.

All the way back you're constantly thinking you've done the right thing and that Mycroft isn't out to get Sherlock in anyway. Even though he was very rude when you first met him you wouldn't want anything bad to happen because of you. Another thing you were worrying about was that text. Who was it from? How did they get your number? Before you know it you've pulled up outside your flat and you grab your mail off Mrs Hudson.

"Very strange package came for you as well as your bills lovey" she hands you a small box, no address just your name on it. "Obviously know you if they didn't send it with an address on"

"Yeah, must do" You smile and thank Mrs Hudson and head down to open your mail.

Normal bills with have said they've been paid and a bank statement which almost makes you have a heart attack. 'Still have a bit left over' Mycroft said, you had enough to live very comfortably for nearly a year without worrying about food and drink!

Once you've filed the bills and statements away in your safe draw you look at the package Mrs Hudson gave you. Without thinking you start opening it but start to hear a ticking coming from inside. Who had sent you a clock? But you hear a knock at your flat door, sighing you get up to answer, seeing Sherlock looking a bit, well, frantic.

"Coming in, thanks, don't want tea just to see that package!" he barges in and runs to grab the package.

"Oi! That's mine!" you shout as he starts to rip it.

"Tough, there's a bomb inside"