Day 4: On a date
It's been two months and three weeks from the day the decided they should try dating until they actually went on a proper date.
The first time Mycroft tried, it turned to a gaming night.
The second time, when Anthea offered they'll watch a movie, they went back to the office after five minutes because the revolution in Egept couldn't wait few hours until after the movie they planned on watching.
People usually say third time's a charm, but when they try to go to a date for the third time, they ended up in lockdown for the entire week after one of their
co-workers almost got assassinated.
By some miracle, their forth attempt is a success.
"So Mr. Holmes, where are we going?" Anthea asked curiously. Since she was Mycroft's PA, she was the one who usually planned where he'll be. Not
knowing completely new to her.
"You'll see Miss Anthea" He answered with a mysterious smile that made Anthea heart beat faster.
They both sat in the usual black car, and Anthea was about to check up on her blackberry when Mycroft's hand rested on her, stopping her.
"I asked Jack to filter the messages. He'll pass over only things above seven, so hopefully there would be no blackberry for you tonight"
She gave him a bright grin, deeply appreciating the gesture. She almost couldn't remember when was the last time she wasn't glued to her trust-worthy
phone, the British government had no day off.
The car stopped after a short drive, and after thanking the driver, they both hopped out of the car, with Mycroft leading the way, holding her hand.
When they stopped, Anthea was surprised to see they were standing in front of an empty ice-rink. The rink was lit with many small lights hanging above,
and the rink operator waited for them with two pair of skating shoes, smiling at Mycroft knowingly.
Anthea could hold her excitement. Ever since she was little, ice-skating was one of her favorite winter activities. She told it once to Mycroft, and was extremely flattered he actually listened and didn't file it as "unimportant"
"I remembered you told me you like skating..."
"That's amazing Mycroft!" She answered with a dazzling smile "Thanks"
He kissed her lightly on the top of her head.
"I'm glad you like it" He smiled.
They skated together for what seemed like hours, and although Mycroft wasn't a big fan of ice-skating, he enjoyed every minute. Her smile made him smile, her laughter made him laugh, and when their eyes met he felt a storm of sentiment, and as strange as it was for him, he didn't want it to stop.