Into The Multiverse

It's 2008 and a long time since they have first met - John Watson and Sherlock Holmes, and have been friends since then. The self proclaimed sociopath , the consulting detective Sherlock found a home in John while with Sherlock, John, the retired army doctor, never missed the battlefield . After the death of John's wife , he returned to Sherlock's flat and got invested in a life of occasional crime solving and mostly parenting the three year old -together with the detective. But they aren't lovers; lovers kiss, make out, say stuff like I-love-you and I love you too; they are just two men living a domestic life with a kid, so much happy and involved that they have not considered the option of seeing other people. But neither of them regrets it.

Mycroft Holmes , the eldest of the Holmes' siblings shows up one day.

' Got a proposal' he says , still not welcomed in-bringing a file out of his coat 'for the both of you' he remarks.

'You are on Baker Street ' Sherlock rolls his eyes ' Of course, you have got things for the both of us - 'Carry on...'

'But of course! do invite yourself in- take a seat ' John's remarks from the kitchen 'Sherlock's got chairs enough to fit the whole government '

'Well that is highly ambitious of him' says Mycroft with a smug grin and gets inside ' Although... ' he stops and starts again ' it is no time to sit down when the world you know is - ' and stops again and gets lost somewhere in his thoughts leaving time enough for John to come out of the kitchen and exchange looks with the equally clueless Sherlock. ' is not what you think it is . World is changing Sherlock, and although it's unfair , but, you two - especially you two, can't escape it.'

'It is more likely you'll find us solving murders in the new world as well. So I will have to dismiss your case classifying it as "simply boring" ' Sherlock looks at the open door gesturing his wish for Mycroft's immediate return. Mycroft takes the opportunity to hand out the file to John.

The stress which was previously noted on Mycroft's face, has now started to show on his brother's - too much anticipation, has never been a good thing for Sherlock, Mycroft sighs and decides to make it quicker and have mercy on his little brother. ' What are your thoughts about aliens? '

'Aliens?' repeats John awaiting an answer. No one speaks. -for about a minute. The silence is finally broken by Sherlock.

' What about them ? '

'Wait, Aliens are real ? ' John questions Sherlock and only him.

' Mycroft is here. Speaking about aliens . I'll leave it upto your deductions '- to John and ' even if they are real, I don't care unless one of them has decided to go on a murder spree '- to Mycroft.

'No, we don't have killer aliens Sherlock. But we do have men. And gadgets- of science. Also, a huge load of information unknown to the common world'

' So... someone is selling information and you want us to find that out. ' John states ' Well... ' he looks at Sherlock ' This could be good. Very very good . What do you say, Sherlock ? '

'Excellent' remarks Mycroft.

'Hmm?' John looks at Mycroft immediately after identifying the tone of sarcasm the Holmes brothers have inherited from god knows who.

'Excellent, how you have not opened the file I've given you- yet. Excellent patience John. Parenting is teaching you things? or keeping up with my brother is finally putting a toll on you?'

'Noone's looking at the file as long as I consider your case worthy of our time' declares Sherlock.

' Heard of the "Infinity stones" Sherlock? '