Chapter seven
Sherlock was sitting in his chair with his eyes closed and a cigarette between his fingers, when he heard the door being pushed open and then violent coughing. It wasn't surprising that Mrs. Hudson was coughing. Anyone would cough if they had to enter 221B and walk through the cloud of smoke that hung to the air.
He was up to a pack a day now, and every day everything smelled a little less like John and a little more like smoke. But it wasn't surprising that Mrs. Hudson coughed. It was however surprising that Mycroft entered after her. Surely knew his new smoking habit wouldn't go unnoticed and he wondered when his dear brother would come to set him straight, he just didn't expect him so soon.
Mycroft usually let dangerous interests run their course till he lost interest and stopped, but this was different. Was the great Mycroft Holmes actually worried about his little brother? Sherlock raised the cigarette to his mouth, breathed in and exhaled deeply, spewing the smoke out of his mouth then said
"Brother mine, too what do I owe the pleasure?" Mycroft rolled his eyes and responded
"You know exactly why I'm here Sherlock "he looked at the cigarette and back at Sherlock "I heard you picked up some of your old bad habits."
Sherlock rolled his Head back and said "undoubtedly you heard from Mrs. Hudson" he took another drag as Mycroft responded
"It doesn't matter who I heard it from. What matters is you need to stop this instant."
"You can't tell me what you Mycroft. I will do what ever I please and pleases me right now is smoking, so don't try and stop me" Mycroft stiffened and said
"Sherlock you can't just do whatever you want just because John lef-"
"Don't you dare talk about John "Sherlock hissed
"Fine Sherlock! Go ahead and do whatever you please. Throw your life away. I've tried to help you, but I'm not going to sit and watch you give up."
"I don't need your help and I never have!" Sherlock shouted. Mycroft walk to the door without another word and slammed it behind him. Sherlock sat still in his chair and put the cigarette back in his mouth.
