When I got to Baker Street, John, Greg and Mrs Hudson turned hopeful gazes on me.
"No luck." I told them, shaking my head.
Everyone's shoulders drooped. We all stood around in silence, apart from John, who was sitting quietly in his chair. Greg left after giving some words of advise to John.
"I should probably get going too." I announced.
"Right, yeah." John said, standing up.
I hugged him.
"Try not to worry too much," I advised. "He's probably not in the best of ways, but he knows how to protect himself, and he's not stupid."
"I know," my brother agreed, pulling out of the hug. "Sleep well."
Mycroft and I were lying in bed. I was awake, and I knew Mycroft was as well; his breathing wasn't like it normally was when he was asleep.
"Mycroft," I whispered. "Do you want to come for a walk?"
Mycroft rolled over to look at me.
"What?" he asked, clearly a bit confused.
"Well, you're awake, I'm awake," I said. "We might as well do something."
Mycroft sighed.
"I suppose you're right." he agreed, sitting up.
I stood up, before looking down at myself and across at Mycroft.
"We should probably change into something... better." I suggested.
Mycroft looked down at himself.
"Ah. Yes," he agreed. "Yes, that would probably be a good idea."
Laughing, I pulled a jumper over my head. I found a pair of jeans and pulled them on over my pyjama shorts. I turned around to find Mycroft standing in the tracksuit bottoms he sleeps in and a loose, red t-shirt.
"You own a t-shirt?" I asked, almost laughing at the idea.
Mycroft stared at me, before replying with, "Yes, I do."
"It looks odd." I commented.
Mycroft rolled his eyes.
"I never said it didn't look good."
In return for that, I got an almost flirty look from Mycroft. I laughed, and managed to pull him outside.
Mycroft and I were holding hands as we walked back home in the dark. As we drew closer to the door, a figure came into view. When we got closer, it became clear as to who it was.
"John?" I asked, surprised.
"Jennifer." John replied, slightly awkward.
"What are you-? No, never mind. Come in."
I led John to the kitchen, Mycroft trailing behind.
"Do either of you want coffee or something?" I asked.
"Yes, please." John replied.
I looked at Mycroft, who shook his head.
"So," I started, giving John his coffee. "What are you doing here so late?"
Awkwardly, John sat down.
"A... situation came up between me and Mary," he told me and Mycroft. "So it'd be slightly awkward spending the night in the same house as her, and with Sherlock being in hospital..."
"You found him?" I asked.
"Mary did."
"So... what is this 'situation'?"
"Basically, Mary's an ex-assassin."
At that, Mycroft stood up.
"I'll let you show John his room," he said, before quickly kissing me as he quietly added, "I'll see you in the morning."
I pressed a short kiss back onto his lips before he left.
"I suppose you're wanting to camp here then." I joked, turning my attention back to John.
"If it's not any trouble," John agreed. "You two were pretty much my best option."
I laughed.
"Of course it's no trouble," I assured him. "Come on."
A/N:
Okay, so for the 'flirty look' Mycroft gives Jennifer, just imagine his face after Lady Smallwood reminds him that they've known each other a long time, only a bit more loving. Got it in your head? I know, isn't it adorable! XD 3
Anyway, I probably won't be writing anything over the weekend, because I'm going to be starting to watch Supernatural on S9 (so no spoilers please!) and obviously with TLD... But, I do have a great idea for an opening scene that could have a brilliant one-shot off of it, so look forward to that!
I wish all of you luck with watching TLD on Sunday! To be honest, if last Sunday was any clue, I'm going to need a tank full of luck and a shock blanket! XD
~Ellis~
