A/N: Hello :) I'm sick My fave lecturer sent me home even though he knew it would annoy my horrible tutor :') :') So whilst I'm doing Eng work I thought I might post a chapter Also I've been on a Cabin Pressure fic kick which unfortunately aren't too many out there, any recommendations? I think I've accidently started shipping Douglas/Martin :/ :/ :/ And I lent Third star to my friend now she is blaming me for her life :D
Moggymogthecat: Noooo don't cry! It's meant to be happy D: !
Thelilyandtherose: Hehehe course I was bring them back together again :P Hmm well Mycroft texted me telling me to apologise for the mouse, however it was meant to be a consolation for the fact that he ate the slice of cake he was going to send you, I don't really know what to make of that :')
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Emm xx
Chapter Twenty Three
The universe going on around the two men had seemed to have faded away; as Mycroft almost collapsed in relief at seeing Gregory alive.
"I've got you." He whispered softly over and over again into Gregory's right ear, stroking the thick silvery hair as he did so; as the detective inspector wound his arms tightly around the slightly younger man's waist, seeming to ignore his leg that was obviously causing him extreme pain and distress.
The sound of police and ambulance sirens cut into the tender moment between the couple and Mycroft stood to detangle himself but Gregory hugged tighter, a gentle whine escaping his lips.
"Gregory." He huffed fondly as he placed his still shaking hand on the other male's cheek again, "Gregory you need to release me so that I can tell your officers that they need to look for Miss Hooper."
Gregory whined again and reluctantly unfolded his arms from his newly reacquainted lover and curled up in a ball as Mycroft hurried over to give his orders as quickly as he could, before directing the paramedics over to the detective.
Watching as they strapped Gregory onto a stretcher and lifted him upwards, he ran after them as they headed outside of the building but was sidetracked by another paramedic who was waiting outside the ambulance.
"I'm sorry sir but if you're not a family member…"
"Excuse me!".
Mycroft drew himself up to his full height and fixed the man with his most authoritative glare,smirking inwardly as the paramedic shrank back slightly.
"If you are about to tell me that I can not travel to the hospital with my… My husband, then I strongly advise you stop talking right about now."
The man paled and nodded slightly, stepping aside. "My apologies, Sir I didn't realise."
"Thank you so much," Mycroft continued smoothly, shooting him a cold smile as he hopped elegantly into the back of the emergency vehicle before the doors shut.
He went to reach for Gregory's hand again but stopped when the familiar dark brown eyes stared up at him in dazed confusion. Twining their fingers together, Gregory reached with his free shaky hand to remove his oxygen mask slightly to gasp.
"Did… Did you just call me your husband?"
Mycroft grinned softly, leaning down to kiss the invalid's forehead lovingly.
"Of course not Detective Inspector. I fear you may be hallucinating."
A/N Okay it took me longer than I thought to update, hope you're not disappointed by it Oh and I have uploaded the first part of a Johnlock centered fic called Terrible Things if you're interested xxx