Chapter 11: Stay away
Notes: Here we are again, with another chapter. The mistakes are mine to blame.
Don't be pissed :p. Also, thank you Myridinn, Darkness_Angels and angelbaby731 for the sweet/ nice/ awesome comments, it really helps me to write this fic.
The next day John went out to Tesco's, because in his absence Sherlock didn't buy any food and he really needed some milk for his tea.
He was in deep thought when he noticed a black car following him. Damn you Mycroft, he really didn't need this now.
He decided to ignore the car for a while, but instead it started to slow down next to him.
John closed his eyes in annoyance and turned to the black bulletproof window.
"Mycroft! Really, can't you just, I don't know… ring, pay a visit!" He shouted when a familiar woman opened the door.
"Can't he just… call or something?" he asked to Andrea, because that really was her name. Sherlock liked to rub it in that she gave him a fake name. So far for three continents Watson.
"Just get inside John." She answered.
John went with a sigh into the car. "Any idea where we are going?"
She smiled. "Yes"
"You probably are not going to tell me, right?"
"No" Andrea answered.
"Why does he have to be such a drama queen?" he muttered under his breath.
John stepped out of the car and noticed he was in the empty parking lot, with an annoyed sigh he walked to Mycroft who was trying to look superior with his umbrella.
He knew that this was about Sherlock, what else would it be?
"Why am I here Mycroft? You know where I live, you can visit me, you know… like a normal person."
A stiff smile appeared on Mycroft's face. "I want you to stay away from Sherlock Holmes."
John let out a small laugh. "It's it going to be like that again? You can't be serious?"
He shook his head and looked Mycroft in the eye. "You know that's not going to happen."
Mycroft's eyes were piercing into Johns. "Even when I tell you that his life is in danger? There are people after him John, turn away from this now you still can."
John felt assaulted by Mycroft's words, he looked at the man that was leaning on his umbrella. Why was something like this happening? Mycroft knew that he would protect Sherlock, that he was his best friend and more!
"I won't stay away from him. Sherlock's life was in danger before and you know how that ended. I don't want that again, if something is happening I'll protect him. This time I'm going to be with him."
Mycroft let out a sigh. "I know you would say this John, I also know what he told you. You have to stay out of his past. If you want Sherlock to live, you turn around and leave Baker Street."
It was almost a whisper that escaped John's mouth. "No"
Mycroft closed his eyes and looked to his feet in deep thought, when he looked back to John, his eyes were full of anger and… hurt?
"Leave him John, you know it's the only way. When you are gone, he will abandon that crazy case. You are his life, now it's your moment to save him."
John let out a sarcastic huff. "You can't be kidding me! He just discovered that his long lost twin brother was murdered. You aren't even his real brother. Sherlock was in danger before, but I shall always be there to help him."
Mycroft made a small nod. "That murder is the reason why he has to stay away from it. Someone is looking for him John, it has to do something with what he is and his past. If the murderer sees Sherlock, he will go after him.
Maybe I'm not his real brother, but I still care for him."
John considered Mycroft's words, he really did… but he couldn't leave Sherlock. If the murderer killed Sherlock's twin, it was just a moment of time that the killer would find Sherlock.
"I'm sorry Mycroft, but I can't. He needs me."
A pitiful smile crept over Mycroft's face. "Like I said, I knew you would say this. That's why this is for the good of both of you. He cares for you John, he will search for you."
Mycroft took a little device out of his pocket and pushed the single red button on it.
"Mission Ocean born is in working. I was hoping that I could avoid this."
John felt a sting in his neck, he turned around to see Andrea who was standing there with a tranquilizer dart gun. The world around him went dizzy, when he fell on the floor, the last thing he saw was Mycroft standing above him, moving his lips. He was saying something, but he couldn't hear the words.
With Sherlock in his thoughts, the world went black.