"Mycroft"
The Diogenes was quiet, and Phil made a note to develop a similar club for SHIELD. Compulsory silence sounded like bliss.
Inside the office, he sat opposite Mycroft.
"You look well today, Mr. Holmes."
"I was uncertain whether you would observe the pleasantries."
"Do you think we're animals?"
"Your predecessor never indulged in idle chatter," Mycroft replied. "My condolences for his loss."
"He's as lost as your brother."
Mycroft tilted his head.
"Good," he said. "What brings you to London, Director Coulson?"
"An artefact."
"How interesting. Anything else?"
Phil smiled saucily.
"I could be persuaded to have dinner," he said.
I've included Mycroft in an Avengers fan fic before. Not the same `verse, of course; that story had background Capsicoul.
This is the Mycroft from Sherlock, not Elementary, by the way. I couldn't resist the temptation of trying to ship them. Meh, it kinda worked. Could you imagine what it would be like? Both powerful men out of the public eye, both secretive with recalcitrant family/friends to run around after, both fond of wearing suits.
…Damn. I kind of want to read that.
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