A/N: YUS! I have done story!

Spot the Sherlock references, and there are like six. :D

Sky is Best Fake Boyfriend

Katie woke up the next morning, sat up, and promptly remembered what day it was and slumped back down into the covers. Today was the day that, two days ago, she had agreed that her mother would be coming over for Mother's Day.

She really, really didn't want to see her mother. It wasn't that she didn't like her mother – quite the contrary, she loved her mother – but her mother was an old Catholic-school Irishwoman, and she would not react well to finding Katie rooming with seven men. At all.

Plus she'd gotten that letter from the higher-ups promoting her (i.e. saddling her with permanent Seeker babysitting) to AWACS. Which was just super, in her opini—hang on, what was this?

"...I still say we should tell her." Sky was saying.

"No. You know why we can't. Megatron's orders." TC reminded him.

"But still! She's going to find out eventually. We're living in the same house, for spark's sake!"

"Skywarp. Control yourself." Scott cut across him. "We are not telling her."

Katie heard Scott sigh the sigh of the long-suffering. "I know that you feel bad about stringing her along like this, but you know the danger. We can't let her come to any har-"

"And living with us isn't putting her in danger? If Goldbug catches wind of us, she'll be tagged and bagged before we can blink." Sky countered.

Slip walked past Katie's door and peeked in. "Hi, Katie!" she said loudly, and the three boys in the other room shut up.

"Ugh, Slip. Not so loud." Katie whined, pretending to be just awake. She decided to forget about the Seekers' secret, having been in the Air Force long enough to know that some things were classified and best left well alone.

Slip sniggered and shut the door.

When Katie had gotten herself dressed and sort-of presentable she dragged herself through to the living room.

The eight Seekers were already all there. Of course they were.

And it was half past twelve. The doorbell rang, and Katie's apartment intercom sparked into life. "Hello there, Katie?" her mother's voice said.

"SHITE!" Katie almost screamed. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Oh god."

"Katie? What's the problem?" Sky asked.

"My bloody mum is the bloody problem, Sky!" Katie snapped at him, pushing Sam, Scott and TC down the hall and into the shower. She then repeated this with Dirk and Tim and Rob, before locking the shower from the outside.

Katie almost felt sorry for their adorable confused faces, but self-preservation in the eyes of her mother came first. She grabbed Sky by the shoulder and walked him over to the (empty – she was so overdue on a shopping trip) fridge. Sky's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as she pulled the wire shelves out and then he yelped as she shoved him into the fridge and shut the door.

She duck-taped the door shut for good measure.

When Katie stomped past towards the door Slip just sat in her chair looking a little shell-shocked.

She sniffed and raised her eyebrows. "Okay then."

Katie came back up the stairs with a black-haired (with a streak of grey) 60ish version of herself, wearing a navy blue trench coat and a wispy scarf.

"Well, Katie! You're certainly doing well for yourself, so you are." she said appreciatively, casting her eyes around the living room (Katie had threatened the Seekers with death and eternal torment if they didn't help her tidy). "Very homey. And who's this?" she said, gesturing to Slip.

"Uh, this is Slip, my roommate. Mum, Slip. Slip, Mum." Katie answered, making please-god-Slip-just-play-along faces behind her mother's back.

"Hi." Slip said. "Oh, and Katie, I was just about to tell you, I fixed the bed."

Katie breathed a silent sigh of relief then choked it all back in again at her mother's next comment.

"You broke the bed? Well, for sure Katie's always been a bit of an odd lass, but I didn't peg her for lesbianism, I did not."

"MUM! I am not sleeping with Slip! Oh my god!" Katie yelled.

"Never invoke the Lord's Name without reason, Katie." Katie's Mum chided.

"That wasn't without reason! You just assumed I'm a lesbian, Mum, right in front of my roommate!"

"Well, do you have a boyfriend?" her mother asked.

"Uhm...Actually, yes I do!" Katie replied triumphantly. "He's just in the kitchen. One minute."

She strode off confidently towards the kitchen and therby the fridge. She ripped the duck tape off and Sky burst out of the fridge, shivering.

"W-w-what in the name of the A-a-a-a-allsp-p-park was th-th-that for?" Sky chittered.

"Sorry! Okay! Sorry. But I need you to bear with me a second." Kate apologised, then dragged Sky (who seemed to have mysteriously become completely dry and warm again) through to the living room. "Mum, this is Sky. He's my boyfriend."

"I am?" Sky exclaimed.

"You are." Slip confirmed.

"I am." Sky nodded.

"Well hello there young man." Katie's Mum said grandly.

"Sky Watson, Mrs Holmes." Sky introduced himself, putting out his hand.

"A Watson? My husband used to work with a John Watson. Not a relation of yours, I don't suppose? And please, Sky, call me Irene."

"Irene it is then."

"So, how long have you been courting my daughter?" Irene asked interestedly.

"Ah, about a month now." Sky responded. "Met her at one of the functions the base has. Just sort of snowballed, to be honest."

"How romantic." Irene replied dryly.

"Not really. Took me ages to actually ask her out, you know." Sky 'admitted'. "She's pretty amazing, really."

"So what do you do, Sky?"

"Uh, I fly jets."

Slip nodded. "This is Sky. He flies jets." she said in a mock-impressed tone.

Irene laughed. "Oh, dear. Is that all?"

"No, I've heard Sky also has experience in driving cars." Slip continued.

"Ugh, Slip. Do you ever stop?!" Sky gesticulated. "Ever?!"

"So you both know each other?" Irene asked.

"We fly. Occasionally." Sky answered.

Slip took a drink of something, licked her lips, and then casually said, "Also, I'm dating his brother."

"KNEW IT!" Sky whooped, fist-pumping. "TC owes me a repaint!"

Katie rolled her eyes. "Okay, Mum. Stop tormenting my friends, let's go! I swear I told you I'd take you to a glammy restaurant or something!" she blustered, "helping" her mother out of apartment 221B.

"Oh, Katie. Calm down, I'm going." Irene smiled good-naturedly. "Very good to meet you, Sky, Slip."

Sky and Slip waved until Irene was out of sight, then both looked at each other.

"Should we let the guys out of the shower block?" Sky asked.

Slip sniffed and shrugged. "Eh, give it a couple of hours. Personally I've always wanted to see what happens when you shove Sun and Dir in an enclosed space."

Sky laughed. "Whatever, but remember Sounders called us back to base tonight. We better not let Katie see us, she'd freak."

"You worry too much, 'Warp." Slip yawned. "We'll be fine."

Also? This is officially a Shattered Glass fic now. Get excited.