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Greg smiled as he ate the small sandwiches. The Holmes family may be snobs but their taste in food was impeccable. He smiled as he folded one into a napkin and put it in his pocket. Not a moment after Mummy Holmes herself walked in. "Gregory, I assume everything is comforting and to your liking?"
"Yes, but I have a question. It's really to confirm or deny a rumor I heard a while back. Do you like cards?" he asked surprising the woman. She smiled and nodded. "So you like making bets too?"
"On occasion. What are you playing at?" she asked as he pulled out a deck he'd bought from the dollar store in America.
"Well, I want to make a bet over cards with you. If you win, I'll marry your son, which ever one with no complaints or comments. I'll be a good, quiet, obedient beta. But if I win, I don't marry either of your sons and my parents get all the perks, no strings attached. Deal?" he asked holding out his hand. The omega smiled and shook his hand. After an hour Greg sighed heavily and put his cards down. "Damn."
"I welcome you to our family, Gregory Lestrade. Now, you must come meet my sons," she said with a triumphant smile. The young man sighed and stood to follow her. A moment later they heard laughter. Greg looked down the hallway curiously. "There they are. Sherlock has returned from his private school to be here for this, if he chooses you, you will go with him."
"Yes ma'am," the theta responded looking down. He followed the woman with no complaint until they came to a sitting room. The younger froze. "Ma'am, how old are they?"
"Mycroft is nineteen and Sherlock is twelve," she responded with a smile. Greg felt his jaw drop. What if the younger liked him more? Then what? He'd be seen as a pedophile. "Come along now."
"Yes ma'am," he whispered walking after her. She smiled as she entered the room.
"Boys, are you ready?" he heard the omega ask. Two yes mother's sounded from the space and he walked in. "This is Gregory."
"Hello Gregory, my name is Mycroft," the taller declared with a small smile. Greg sighed as he looked at the beautiful blue-grey eyes. He stepped back and looked at the slightly taller alpha. He liked the auburn hair and the eyes, but what made him like the younger man was the light dust of freckles running over his nose and cheeks. He looked at the floor and stepped to the side in front of the younger Holmes.
"Sherlock," he declared holding out his hand. Greg took it carefully and shook it. He smiled as the young omega did. The younger smiled and opened his mouth.
"Mother, I will," Mycroft declared with a nod. She smiled widely and clapped her hands together. Greg looked at the older Holmes and blinked as he felt a squeeze on his hand. He looked down and smiled as he saw Sherlock still holding it.
"Well, come along everyone, we need to get ready," Mummy Holmes declared with a clap. She pulled Greg and Sherlock off somewhere.
"Mummy, where are you taking us?" Sherlock asked curiously as he held tightly to Mycroft's new fiance's hand.
"We need to get our lovely beta ready. He's not wearing jeans and a t-shirt for this wedding," the omega replied with a nod.
"It's happening now?!" Greg asked incredulously as he was pushed into a room. He looked around and gasped at all of the expensive suits around him. "Oh my God. Are those all options?"
"It would seem so," Sherlock declared looking up at his soon to be brother in law.
"Sherlock, you know you don't have to be here. You can go run around, catch bugs, sneak food, until the ceremony," Greg declared looking at him with a kind smile. The small preteen shook his head. "Why not?"
"Because, I need to be here so I can see what you'll be wearing. I will be matching as per tradition. You're brother Blair will be wearing what Mycroft picks out," the young omega explained with a frown.
"Are you alright Sherlock?" the theta asked curiously. He waited for any answer.
"Yes," the young boy declared with a small pout.
"What's the matter?" Greg asked quickly.
"You seem like a nice person. It seems unfair that you're marrying my brother. He shows little emotion around or to anyone. It's not fair," the omega replied looking at the wall out of the corner of his eye. The older knelt so he was eye level with the younger Holmes boy.
"Are you jealous?" he asked seriously. The younger blushed and nodded quickly. The theta smiled and hugged him. "Now, why are you jealous?"
"Because, Mycroft gets to have you and I would have liked to get to know you better," Sherlock declared with a pout. Greg smiled.
"Here, I'll give you something extra special. But you can't tell anyone. Okay?" the young omega nodded quickly. He waited with excitement for the special present. Slowly Greg leaned forward and placed a gentle, but chaste kiss on the younger. "There, don't tell anyone, okay?"
"Y-yes," the boy replied turning the colour of a rose. They turned as the door opened and Mummy Holmes walked in.
"Alright, have you chosen?" she asked with a smile. Greg nodded and pointed at one with an intricate swirling pattern going around it. It was pulled off the wall immediately and given to him with a smaller one to match for Sherlock. "I'll leave you to it."
"Well then, I'm really getting married," the older declared as he stripped. A small gasp sounded behind him. He turned to see Sherlock staring at him with fear. "What?"
"You're hurt," he replied walking over and tracing the fading scabs and scars sending a shiver up Greg's spine. "And you're thinner than you should be."
"I'll be fine," he assured the young boy. "No worries."
"Alright, but I'll be watching to make sure nothing happens to you," the younger declared with a nod. Greg smiled as he thought of the promise hidden in those words. A frown came over his face but quickly slipped away as the small boy looked at him again, a hand going to his arm.
"Thank you Sherlock, that means a lot to me," he responded and they dressed. He looked at the tie and frowned. "Hey Sherlock, can you help me?"
"With what?" the omega asked as he turned. They both held their ties in hand and laughed. "You can't tie a tie either?"
"Not at all," the theta replied laughing. A knock made them quiet to giggles. Then Mummy Holmes was back. "Ma'am, could you help us?"
"Oh dear, look at you two. How will your husbands live with you if you can't tie a tie?" she chuckled as she tied them. "There, now, move along. We haven't much time."
"Right, let's go then Sherlock," the taller responded holding out his hand. The young boy took it and they walked to a hall. Greg frowned as the young boy was pulled away from him. He took deep breaths as he felt his throat start to close up and panic set in, the hand returning to his arm. "Oh my God, I can't do this."
"There you are, so handsome," came the voice of his mother. He kept taking shallow breaths as he was hugged. "It's alright, everything will be fine. Greg, will you look at me?"
"Y-yes?" he asked as breathing became slightly easier.
"This is all for you, this way you will have money to do things and a name that will help you accomplish more," his mother explained with a smile. The younger nodded as he repeated her words. He gasped as he felt her take his arm and begin walking. They took one step and then feet together. One step, feet together. One step, feet together. Over and over they repeated the process until they met. Greg was face to face with Mycroft. Then everything went black and fuzzy until the reception. Greg looked around with a frown as he was called to dance with his new husband.
"You've been very spacy Gregory. Are you feeling alright?" Mycroft asked as they danced. The shorter nodded and smiled.
"I'm fine, just got married to someone I don't even know, I'm expected to be your perfect husband, and my family doesn't know what to do without me. Life's peachy," Greg responded with a smile. The younger nodded and stopped as the song ended. They separated and walked to dance with their omega parents. Greg looked at his father and smiled. They slowly danced until Greg was crying small beady tears that were notice by no one, but his father.
"Greg, it's going to be okay. I'm sure of it. One of those feelings," he declared with a nod. The theta chuckled and wiped his eyes. They smiled and laughed until the end of the song. Soon everyone was dancing and Greg was back at his seat at the head table. He felt tears streaming down his face as he looked at everyone.
"Now, what in the world is going on in the world that Greg Lestrade is sitting at the table and not grinding on some hot guy?" came a familiar voice. He wiped his eyes and turned. "Hey."
"Sally," he sighed as she walked forward. They hugged each other happily and stepped back to look at each other. "What are you doing here?"
"My best friend's wedding and you think I'm not going to be there?" the alpha asked with a smile. She looked him up and down with a smile. "My, my, Lestrade cleans up nicely."
"Technically I'm a Holmes now. No choice but to take their name," he responded with a frown. His friend sat down and looked at him with a smile. The smile faded as she notice him scratching his arm.
"Greg, why are you doing that?" she asked slightly scared. He stopped and looked around curiously.
"What?" the theta asked with confusion.
"Nothing," Sally responded shaking her head. She frowned as he smiled. "So, this is pretty big."
"Nah, this is the smaller ceremony for the family," Greg declared with a frown. His best friend's jaw dropped making him laugh. "You okay there Sal?"
"This is small?" she hissed with a look of unbelief. "You're joking right?"
"No, wish I was," he responded with a smile. He stood and held out his hand. "Shall we dance Sally?"
"Oh wow, you're being a gentleman for once in your life," she teased. They walked to the floor and began dancing slowly. Sally looked at her friend with a smile and put both her hands around his neck. "Greg, what's going on?"
"What do you mean?" the theta asked confused as he slowly swayed with her. He leaned back and looked at her curiously. "What's wrong Sally?"
"You think I can't see the sadness and hurt in your eyes. Greg, I know you. You're never like this, you're a different person than this," Sally declared with a frown and concern in her eyes. "You can't hide from me you stupid idiot."
"Sally, you, I can't. It's complicated," Greg declared with a sad shake of his head. A gasp sounded as he was pulled away. "Mycroft?"
"Is this girl bothering you Gregory? You seem upset," the alpha declared looking accusingly at the darker.
"Not at all, it's nothing Mycroft," Greg declared looking down. Sally frowned as she saw her friend's hand go back to his arm. "'s nothing."
"Very well then, if you excuse me, Greg and I have plans for our wedding to go over," Mycroft declared gently putting his arms around his husband. Greg looked back and waved at Sally with a sad smile. She frowned as he walked away with the taller alpha. Mycroft gently guided him inside. "Who is she?"
"My best friend from school. She was worried about who I was marrying. Course, I wouldn't blame her. You and I are two completely different people from different backgrounds. So, naturally she's worried," Greg explained with a frown.
"I see," Mycroft responded with a nod. "Well, then we need to make plans for the large ceremony. Who shall we invite?"