It was Spring. The year anniversary of Sherlock's "death" had just passed. Céline and Mycroft we're walking back to the University. They spent all winter meeting at least once a week to play chess but now they met up every other day for at least a little bit. They had a small window on this particular day where Céline had a break between classes and Mycroft had no meetings so he came to take her to lunch. When they got to her classroom students were already sitting down and getting ready. Céline tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Thank you for joining me." Céline sheepishly spoke, blushing a bit. Mycroft smiled and leaned in kissing her on the cheek for the first time.
"Thank you for letting me." He softly spoke. Céline felt a strange mix of emotions and watched as Mycroft turned and left. She quickly went into class and used it as a distraction.
After class, the confused emotions began to perk up in her gut again as she crossed the street and went to her flat. She got inside and shuddered, touching her cheek where Mycroft had kissed it.
When Mycroft got to his office he was quickly lost in thought. He knew Sherlock was alive but he couldn't help himself and the feelings that had continued to develop. He wanted nothing more but to go to her flat and take her into his arms. To kiss her and feel her against him. He groaned and stood, going to pour himself a drink. It was impossible, he had to remind himself that it was impossible.
Céline paced in her room. She was confused. For the first time since Sherlock's death, her mind began to wander. She was beginning to develop feelings again and it frightened her. She put on her trench coat and grabbed her phone, exiting. She had not visited Sherlock's grave and decided that she should finally do it. To settle her mind. She took a cab to the cemetery, the sun had begun going down. When she stepped out of the cab she stared at the entrance for a long moment before going in. She knew the way to Sherlock's grave. She had memorized it a year before for the moment when she knew she should visit. When she got to his gravestone she sat down in front of it.
"Hello love." She softly spoke. She was surprised at how she felt, she was at peace. Silence surrounded her. The sun continued to go down and the sky was a deep bluish purple. "Sherlock, you've been gone for a year now. I can hardly believe it. I'm here because...I feel strange." Céline let the statement hang in the air. "God, I wish you were here." She was exasperated. "Sherlock, I wish you were here so bad. I want you to hold me. I miss you so much." Tears didn't escape her eyes, she was no longer in mourning. "Sherlock I think I have feelings for someone else and I don't know what to do." Thunder erupted and Céline looked up at the sky, as the sun was setting clouds began to come in and it started raining. She jumped up and hid under the tree beside Sherlock's grave. After a moment the rain began to pick up and she called Mycroft. Mycroft answered after a moment.
"Hello? Céline?" Mycroft asked.
"I'm at Sherlock's grave. It started raining…could you…" Céline was nervous to ask, she wasn't sure if he was busy.
"I'll be there in ten minutes." Mycroft softly spoke before hanging up. Céline lowered the phone and sat under the tree. The rain continued to pick up but she was shielded.
"Sherlock, what do I do?" Céline softly spoke. Her mind racing. "I wish you would just come back." She rubbed her eyes, she was suddenly tired. The rain had calmed her down to the point of dozing off but before she could Mycroft got there. She spotted him as he walked to her, he had an umbrella. When he got to her she thanked him and they began toward the car.
"What made you come by to visit?" Mycroft curiously asked. Céline blushed a bit.
"I had to work something out." Céline tried to explain. Mycroft nodded and they reached the car. He opened the door for her and she got in. He got into the drivers side and started up the car. The drive fully lulled Céline to sleep.
By the time they got to her flat the rain had stopped Mycroft parked in front of her flat complex and watched her for a moment, chuckling to himself. He knew she was a deep sleeper and carefully got out and picked her up. He carried her into her flat and unlocked it. A month before she had given him a key to her flat for emergencies. Céline faded in and out of sleep as Mycroft carried her to her room. He laid her down on the bed but before he could leave Céline grabbed his arm.
"Can you stay?" She softly asked, half-asleep.
Is more going to happen between Mycroft and Céline puddin's? You'll have to wait and see! Just two more Between chapters left until Sherlock returns! I also got a review about Céline being a damsel, and all I can say is you have to wait and see how she steps into her power, we have a whole new season of exciting things coming up! xoxo!