"You simply cannot believe what Mycroft did today!"
Sher entered the flat she was sharing with her boyfriend.
"Hello?" She asked as no reply arrived. "James, are you here?"
"Yes, yes." Came the familiar voice from the bathroom. He popped his head out the door. "I was just about to take a nice shower."
"Did you hear what I said?" She asked.
"Yes." He walked to her. Wearing long black pants and no shirt at all, he started kissing her neck. "Did you hear what I said?"
"He simply appeared at the hospital and joined my meeting with Dr. Ain. And then," she said to his back, "as if it wasn't bad enough, he asked me to go to dinner with him tonight. Dinner!" She said to his back.
"Why not?" He mumbled to her hair between kisses.
"Because," she said, backing from him, "I want nothing to do with him."
James looked at her. His fierce black eyes poked her with their clarity. She was amazed how black they are, every single time. The sight of it calmed her down.
"He's the only family you've left." He said quietly.
"Not according to him." She said. Seeing the look in his eyes, she understood how hurt she let herself sound.
"He's still the closest thing to family you have."
Sher sighed. "Aren't you going to ask me how the meeting with Dr. Ain was?"
His face brightened a bit. "How was the meeting?" He asked, teasing her.
"I am officially cancer-free." She said.
"No!" He said in astonishment. "Sher, that it's amazing!"
"I know!" She said, a wide smile to her face. "It was the best birthday present I could have asked for!"
"The best?" He asked, a naughty smile on his face.
"Well..." she said.
"Why don't we go to the next room and check if I can compare to it?" He asked.
She smiled and let him lead her into the bedroom, throwing her wig on the floor on her way in.
Afterwards, they lied together on the bed. His arm was around her waist and she was playing with his fingers.
"You should try and mend things out with him." James said, breaking the silence.
Sher stopped what she was doing. "What if I don't want to?" She asked.
"Can you honestly tell me you don't want to?" He replied with a question.
Sher sighed. "What should I do then?" She asked.
"Say yes." He said. "Go out to dinner with him. Try to settle things down with him."
"Fine." She said.
"If I'll come, will you feel better?" He asked.
Sher turned to look at him, to see if he was serious. "No!" She said, realizing he was. She drew him back to a hug. "It'll be no good to have you suffering, too."
"Fine." He said.
"What now?" She asked.
"Well, I was just about to take a shower when you rudely interrupted." James said and Sher hit his hand, friendly. He got up and started walking towards the bathroom. Before he entered the room he turned around and looked at her.
"Everything is going to be ok." He said, and Sher was left with the hope that he's right.