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I am really nervous about this chapter, so I do hope you all like it!
Overcoming Misfortune
Chapter Twenty One
Mike opened a door and walked in and turned to John, smiling as he said, "Welcome back," he chuckled a little as he waited for the other Omega to walk in behind him.
John walked in and looked around a soft smile on his face, "Change a bit then," he said with a shake of his head.
"Yeah," he nodded, "Though the kids are still as cocky as hell," he joked with him.
"Like us you mean?" John smiled, trying to ignore the scent that was permeating the room.
"I don't think we were ever this bad," he said as he gestured to the pile of marking he had left.
"Mike," came a voice from within the room.
John almost jumped, he knew that there was another person in the room, but he had chosen to ignore them for now. He turned to look at the man, the scent that was in the room came from him, an Alpha and John felt a little hurt at the thought of Mike bringing him to an Alpha after he had explained his troubles with his sister.
"Yeah?" Mike asked the man.
"Can I borrow your phone, there's no signal on mine," he said as he looked up.
"And why can't you use the landline?" he asked him as he rolled his eyes and searched for his phone.
"You know I prefer to text," he replied as he looked to the man standing there watching the two of them.
"Sorry, haven't got mine, must be in my coat," he told him.
John looked between the two and pulled out his own phone, "Erm, here you can use mine," he said as he handed it over, looking a little unsure of the man before him.
"Thank you," he said as he took the phone, giving a little sniff in the air and frowning a little as he glanced back to the man. John noticed the little sniff and stepped a bit closer to Mike.
"This is an old friend of mine," Mike said as he looked between the dark haired man and John, "John Watson," he introduced.
The man nodded as he turned to him and asked, "Afghanistan or Iraq?"
"What?" John frowned in puzzlement as he looked from Mike, who smiled at him and then back to the strange Alpha that was on his phone.
"So, which is it, Afghanistan or Iraq?" he asked once more as he turned to face the Omega fully.
"Afghanistan, but how in the hell do you know that?" he asked him, a little puzzle and shocked. The man ignored him as the door to the classroom opened and a small brunette woman walked in with a mug. John could smell the strong scent of coffee as she walked past him and handed it to the strange man.
"Ah, Molly," he smiled, "thank you," he said as he shut John's phone and handed it back to the Omega as he took the mug of coffee. He looked at her a little more closely and frowned as he said, "What happened to the lipstick?"
"I got rid of it, didn't suit me," she smiled to him, sounding a little unsure of her answer.
"Oh, well, I thought it did, you're mouths a little too small now," he told her as he took a sip of the coffee, almost hiding the grimace at the taste. The woman gave a little smile and then walked out quickly. He put down the coffee and typed up a few things on the laptop he had nearby, "How do you feel about the violin?" he asked John, glancing over to him.
John frowned at him, glancing to Mike for a second, noticing the smug smile he sent him before he asked, "I'm sorry, what?"
"I play the violin when I'm thinking, and sometimes I don't talk for days," he said as he carried on typing, not even looking up at the shook and puzzled Omega. He paused for a moment and then looked to him, "Would that bother you? Potential flatmate's should know the worst about each other," he finished, giving him a fake smile.
John looked from him and to Mike, he knew that the man couldn't of told him anything, since he had been with mike since he had mentioned that he needed a place to stay, "Who said anything about being flatmate's?" he asked him.
The man smirked a little, "Well, only an hour or so ago, I mentioned to Mike about needing a flatmate, and after lunch he comes back with you," he said as he shut the laptop down, "A man that has clearly just got home from military service, in Afghanistan," he smirked just a little as he looked to the Omega. He almost dropped it when he could see something worrying in the other mans eyes. He stood up and looked to him, "I have my eye on a nice little place in central London, and together we should be able to afford it," he stepped a little closer to John, who took a step back. The man almost nodded to himself as he made a decision, "meet me there tomorrow evening at seven. Sorry, must dash," he told him as he grabbed his laptop and tucked it under his arm as he walked out.
"Is that all you're going to say?" John called out to him, feeling a little unsettled with the mans behavior.
The man stopped and turned, walking back into the room, "Is that all what?" he asked him.
John steadied himself as he said, "We've only just met and we're going to be looking at a flat? I don't know the first thing about you, I don't know your name, or even where we are to meet? You don't even know me?" he snorted a little as he shook his head.
"Ah," he said with a slow nod, "I know that you're an Army Doctor, recently invalided home from Afghanistan. I would say around two to three months, judging by the fading of your tan. I know you have family that are worried about you, two uncles and a brother. You wont go to them, most likely because they are trying to push you into bonding now that you are back. Judging by your reaction to me, you've had a bad experience with an Alpha before, though it was sometime ago, it still colours your view of them. I also know that your therapist thinks your limp is psychosomatic, quite correct, though you know that yourself," John looked a little startled as he moved a little further away from the man, "I believe that is enough to be going on with, don't you think," he said with a grin as he headed out of the door, only to pop his head around it and say, "Oh, and the name is Sherlock Holmes and the address is 221b Baker Street," he quickly added, "Right, must dash, see you tomorrow," he then walked away.
John looked to the door for a few more moments before he turned to Mike, "What the hell was that?"
"That was Sherlock Holmes, and while you may not like that he is an Alpha, I know no one better," he said a soft smile on his face.
"What do you mean?" John asked him as he walked over to him and sat down on one of the stools.
"A good few years ago, when I was pregnant with my first, I was kidnapped, along with a number of other Omegas," he began to tell him, a little unsure at first about saying anything. But he knew that he could confide in John about anything, just like when they were at University.
"I heard about that, only little things though," John said with a frown, "What happened Mike? If you don't mind me asking," he added.
"I don't," he said softly with a small shake of his head, "I was one of the Omega's taken. Sherlock investigates crimes, helping out New Scotland Yard and private cases on occasions. He was called in on the murders of Alpha and Beta babies around London, and then on the kidnappings. If it wasn't for him, I doubt I would be here talking to you," he finished sombrely.
"Jesus," John said with a shake of his head, not quite believing what he had been told, "Glad he did then," he said softly. He paused for a moment and then said, looking back up at Mike, "And how did he know about me, how did he know that something happened with an alpha? I know I don't hide it, but it can't be that easy to see? Can it?"
Mike gave him a smile, "He's always like that, he just knows things, just by looking, watching and observing you. No different that how we make our diagnosis when treating someone," he told him as he added, "If you can cope with it, then you'll be just fine."
"Does he just do that, solve crimes?" he asked him.
"He calls himself a consulting detective, and as far as I'm concerned, he does a damn good job at it," he smirked a little, "look him up if you're not sure, should be plenty about him online," he added.
"Yeah, might be best," he nodded absently as he thought about living with him, "I don't know if I'll go, he's an Alpha Mike," he said with a shake of his head. While John was all right being around them most of the time. Living with one was something entirely different.
"Look, he isn't the type to want to bond. I've known him for a number of years now and he has never once been with anyone. Alpha, Beta or Omega, I think you'll be safe with this one," he told him, reassuring him a little.
He looked to him and then nodded, "All right, I'll go," he said as he stood up, leaning on his cane a little, "I'll have a look, it would be nice to be able to stay in London," he said.
"Hope you do look at it and take it." Mike smiled to him.
"Yeah," he nodded, still not sure.
Mike could see it in his face and sighed a little, "Just like Anita, and all the other good Alpha's out there, he is one of them. He ignores what second gender we are, to him we are all the same. He just wants to carry on with his work, and he cant do that if he doesn't have any where to live, go and look, and really think on taking the place," he said, a little more firmly, hoping he got through this time.
John looked at him and nodded, "All right, I will I promise Mike," he smiled to him.
"Good, then we can then work on finding you some work as well. I know of a few paces that are looking for doctors, just GP's though, mostly locum work," he told his friend, hoping he would be able to help him.
John smiled, "Thanks Mike, it was a bit of good luck meeting you in that park," he chuckled a little.
"Right," he grinned back to him, "I need to get ready for my next class," he said with a sigh.
John laughed a little and shook his head, "I'll see you soon, give me your number and address so I can keep in touch this time," he told him.
Mike nodded his head and quickly wrote them down and handed the piece of paper over, "Oh, and be warned," he said softly, "watch out for the over protective brother," he told him, a little smirk on his face.
John looked to him and nodded, "Right, I'll watch out for him," he said softly, wondering what had happened to the man.
"See you later," Mike said as John began to walk out of the door.
"Yeah, see you, we'll have to have a proper catch up later on," he told him, as he gave him a wave, "I'll bring in Richie and Kelly as well, they'll be so happy to see you again," he added. Mike nodding in agreement, as John walked out of the room.
XxXxX
John walked into his room at the bedsit and pulled out his phone, reading the text that the man had sent.
If brother has green ladder arrest the brother - SH - 1:24pm
John puzzled a little and then remembered what Mike had said about him. He got up and pulled out his laptop and turned it on. It took a few minutes for it to load up as he clicked up his web browser and said to himself, "Well, lets see what you are really about then Sherlock Holmes."
A number of things came up, but the one at the top grabbed his attention straight away. The Science of Deduction, John clicked on it and began to read. He had to smile a little, as he found what the man claimed he could do fascinating. Even though he was still in two minds as to go and meet with Sherlock Holmes or not.
Thank you all for the brilliant reviews, you are awesome. I do hope that you have enjoyed this chapter as well!
I am going to try and edit some of this ahead of time, so I might be able to post during October and November and beginning of December, while I do NaNoWriMo once more.