Cold Obsidian Eyes

by johnsarmylady

London, after Moriarty's attempt to take over the country, is left in the hands of ruthless and power hungry gangs. Sherlock Holmes, scientist, found himself kidnapped, rescued, and dragged into the fight by a stranger and his unusual band of followers. But Sherlock has a secret that could spell death for all of them. An AU told in 221B format. Rated M for later themes.

81. Argument

Mycroft stood in the middle of the room and let his cold gaze sweep around, taking in the organised way the furniture had been set out, noting how his brother had managed to leave his mark in the form of piles of papers and notes, and a laptop (not his!) open on the coffee table.

Sherlock leaned against the mantlepiece, an expression of petulant annoyance marring his youthful features. On the other hand John was sitting in his armchair, looking as if there was nothing more to this than a familial visit. Only Sherlock could see the tension in his friend's shoulders.

"What do you want?" Mycroft addressed his question to the man sitting in front of him. "I assume you have this place watched, and now that you have me here you will make your demands."

"Yes, the building is being watched, but that's for our safety and nothing more." John sighed. "You have nothing I want or need, Mr Holmes. Your brother and I have been working together quite effectively, and…."

"….and," Sherlock butted in "we are actually making progress."

"Progress?"

"Myc, we worked together to make contact with you," Sherlock was almost pleading with the other man. "And John's a doctor, he's been able to make suggestions about my research…"

"Really brother?" Mycroft sneered. "Even though he's blind?"