Baker School, chapter7 classes
Mycroft was allowed to go from class to class to check how all the new students in Reichenbach house were getting on. He thought it best to go and check on his brother first. Sherlock was known to cause trouble.
Mycroft stood outside the classroom and looked through the window. It wasn't looking good. Sherlock had obviously said something to Anderson and the young boy with what looked to be the begging's of sideburns had started raising his voice. Sally had joined in and Sherlock looked very irritated. Mycroft was about to step in before anything stupid happened, when Greg stepped in. Through the glass Mycroft heard him say "It's okay Sherlock, let's go over there. We need to work out what the last thing this person ate was so we can work out who this person is." Mycroft was pleased that he didn't have to step in. He was beginning to like Greg more. He could always fix things when there was bickering in the group. He also just liked Greg in general. He was the kind of person who was nice to be around and, while Mycroft wouldn't admit this to himself yet, he was very good looking. From the other side of the glass, Sherlock rolled his eyes. "This is obviously the stomach contents of Jamie Sircus!" "Great!" shouted Gregory. "Now tell me how you know this!" Mycroft walked off as his younger brother began explaining everything he knew about this 'case' they had been assigned.
Mycroft walked through a number of corridors until he stopped outside another door with a window. He looked through it. Inside Irene was wandering around in an expensive looking dress as a middle aged woman told her how to walk. Seeing everything was fine, Mycroft walked on.
After going up a floor Mycroft stopped at another window. Through this one he saw Harry typing something on a computer. She looked up and smiled slightly. The tall red-headed boy smiled back. Knowing that everything was fine there, Mycroft walked on.
Three doors later he stopped and had a peek through the window in the door. Through it he saw Jim looking at some papers. Jim looked up at him and smiled. This wasn't a happy smile, or even the smile Harry gave him. This smile was creepy. Mycroft felt chills run down his back. He didn't know what Sebastian saw in him.
Mycroft went down two flights of stairs and walked through a long corridor. There was a long wall with large sound proof windows fitted. Through these windows he could see Sebastian. He held a large gun, Mycroft couldn't even guess what type, and was aiming at a point on the far wall. With one quick movement Sebastian pulled the trigger and there was a bullet through the centre of the target. Mycroft was quite surprised. Sebastian always had a stressed look about him, but when he pulled the trigger, he looked completely at peace. Mycroft didn't know if he found it beautiful or terrifying. He continued.
Three corridors along he stopped at a science lab. He saw John Mike and Molly doing something with medicines. Mycroft didn't really understand things like this. He was smart, everyone knew this, but he was more focused on politics. Science was more his little brother's area. Sherlock really liked John. It was obvious. Sherlock had never treated anyone the way he treated John. They went everywhere together, almost as if Sherlock was scared to lose him. It was sweet really. Though Mycroft didn't want to think about what he would do to John if he hurt his younger brother.
Mycroft left the doorway. He decided to go back to his room and read a book on politics. Reading always made him think clearer. Mycroft didn't know what he needed to think about. All he knew was he needed to think.
