Falling: Smitten.
Title: Falling: Smitten.
Characters: Mycroft/Lestrade
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG [so far]
Summary: Lestrade is different.
Disclaimer: Mycroft is good at the Government and has five umbrellas
A/N Written by the fabulous ishallsustainamassiveerection.tumblr.com
My phone buzzed in my breast pocket and I jumped. Anthea raised an eyebrow, holding out a cup of tea. I took it with a short smile.
"Sherlock."
"Of course," I nodded, pulling out my phone and quickly reading the message. I could not help the surprised "Oh" that left my mouth.
"What? He's not in hospital, is he?"
"No, no..." I shook my head, not sure if I was annoyed or pleased, "He wants me to 'use my influence' to 'tame his DI'."
"Wait. He wants you to talk to Lestrade? Perfect!" she grinned, settling on the edge of my desk.
"Perfect?" I frowned, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms, "How so?"
"You, in contact with Lestrade, meeting him, talking to him-"
"I understand, I understand," I interrupted, flushing.
"You're smitten," Anthea grinned.
"I- Oh don't you look so smug. He doesn't even know that I exist," I replied, finding it difficult not to glare at the oh-so-smug look she was
giving me.
"You did... attempt to bribe him..."
"I do that to everyone."
"He tried to punch you."
I sighed.
"That he did," I nodded.
"He's bound to remember that," Anthea smiled.
I groaned, "Can we please get back to these files?"
"This is your chance-"
"To do some work in peace, yes." I hinted.
"-to talk to him," she continued.
"Anthea, please-"
"Text him," she interrupted.
"Sherlock?"
"No. Lestrade," Anthea smiled, "Express your intentions to meet and discuss Sherlock."
"Why would I want to discuss Sherlock?"
"You don't. You just say that you do..."
I couldn't help but grin, "Anthea, you are so incredibly sly. I am so very glad to have you."
"Text him. I'll prepare a car."
I smiled and nodded.
Detective Inspector, I require your presence to discuss Sherlock Holmes. Unfortunately you have no choice in the matter. A car will collect you. MH
^ Part 5>
Characters: Mycroft/Lestrade
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG [so far]
Summary: Lestrade is different.
Disclaimer: Mycroft is good at the Government and has five umbrellas
A/N Written by the fabulous ishallsustainamassiveerection.tumblr.com
My phone buzzed in my breast pocket and I jumped. Anthea raised an eyebrow, holding out a cup of tea. I took it with a short smile.
"Sherlock."
"Of course," I nodded, pulling out my phone and quickly reading the message. I could not help the surprised "Oh" that left my mouth.
"What? He's not in hospital, is he?"
"No, no..." I shook my head, not sure if I was annoyed or pleased, "He wants me to 'use my influence' to 'tame his DI'."
"Wait. He wants you to talk to Lestrade? Perfect!" she grinned, settling on the edge of my desk.
"Perfect?" I frowned, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms, "How so?"
"You, in contact with Lestrade, meeting him, talking to him-"
"I understand, I understand," I interrupted, flushing.
"You're smitten," Anthea grinned.
"I- Oh don't you look so smug. He doesn't even know that I exist," I replied, finding it difficult not to glare at the oh-so-smug look she was
giving me.
"You did... attempt to bribe him..."
"I do that to everyone."
"He tried to punch you."
I sighed.
"That he did," I nodded.
"He's bound to remember that," Anthea smiled.
I groaned, "Can we please get back to these files?"
"This is your chance-"
"To do some work in peace, yes." I hinted.
"-to talk to him," she continued.
"Anthea, please-"
"Text him," she interrupted.
"Sherlock?"
"No. Lestrade," Anthea smiled, "Express your intentions to meet and discuss Sherlock."
"Why would I want to discuss Sherlock?"
"You don't. You just say that you do..."
I couldn't help but grin, "Anthea, you are so incredibly sly. I am so very glad to have you."
"Text him. I'll prepare a car."
I smiled and nodded.
Detective Inspector, I require your presence to discuss Sherlock Holmes. Unfortunately you have no choice in the matter. A car will collect you. MH
^ Part 5>