John's daughter- one shots

Recruited by the iceman p2

The man said hi to Mycroft: " Mycroft!" He said. "Harry!" Mycroft said back. They seemed old school friends. Mycroft apologised for the state of "his little brother". The man moved on to meet John and his daughter. "And this must dr. John Watson,  formerly of the fifth Northumberland fusiliers" he told her father. "Hello, yes" her dad said, handing over his hand.

"And you are.." he had no idea who y/n was, because he didn't expect her. He looked over to Mycroft for a response, but he didn't talk, so y/n spoke up:" y/n Watson sir, John's daughter" she smiled eagerly at the man who shakes her hand. "Well nice to meet you.." he smiled back, but he still had a confused face.

Harry moved on to Sherlock, but after the presentations Sherlock refused to take the case and attempted to walk away wrapped in his white blanket, but Mycroft stopped him. He put his foot over the sheet, nearly making it fall off sherlock. "This is a matter of national importance, grow up!" He scolded. But he only got this back: " get off my sheet!". "Or what?" Mycroft asked. "Or I'll walk away" said Sherlock. "I'll let you" Mycroft dared.

Y/n pursed her lips. These two would never stop arguing. "Boys, please, not here." his dad took hold of the situation. Sherlock though, continued insisting on asking who is his client. After a bit more bickering, the detective ceased, putting his clothes on and sitting on the sofa once again.

A moment of awkward silence passed and Harry decided to ask about y/n's presence: "I believe miss y/n won't stay here for the matters we are going to discuss". He looked at Mycroft who clearly forgot: "oh- right. Dear, will you please follow one of the maids, I made them prepare a separate tea for you, since we are going to talk about delicate matters." He said. Y/n  Didn't expect it and was upset she couldn't stay but she responded politely: "I understand" she said trying to fake a smile. A woman made sign to follow her. y/n got up, but  her chaperone already vanished.

She quickly scattered away and arrived in another lavish living room, just the same ast the previous one but the table was full of food. Y/n never saw something like this: there were trays full of buns, cake, fruits covered in chocolate, french toasts, butter and jam toasts...
The tea set was beautiful, it was made out of porcelain. It's borders were golden and on the teapot there was painted a flower theme.

Y/n sat and stared at the buffet a bit more. "Mycroft really outdid himself". Not wanting to wait longer she picked up a cupcake with blue frosting and took a bite. "Okay, being friends with the man whose the British government surely has its perks" she remarked. The maid poured some tea in one of the cups as y/n moved on tasting a butter and jam toast. After An hour passed she heard footsteps approaching.

"Finally!" Y/n exclaimed as she walked up to her companions. "Mycroft, you really made sure they served her well." Her dad said, amazed at the table. "Oh it's just a pleasure really" he said smiling at y/n. " I believe we are finished" said Sherlock to Harry. He had enough of this. "Yes. Detective, doctor, thank you for seeing me and miss y/n thank you for your patience" Harry said. "Thanks to you too Mycroft, but now you shall excuse me, i have to go." The man disappeared in the corridors of the palace. "I will see you soon then" said Mycroft, and then he went away too.

Now that they were alone again Y/n didn't know if asking about the case was a good idea, but she tried: " so... what was that about?" She asked shyly. Sherlock and John looked at each other, not knowing what to say
"Well... erm..."
"You know... let's see..."
"Adult things, love." Said John. "Yeah, you will have to wait some years" added Sherlock. "Right..." y/n decided not to push the matter. She got in between of the two and took hold of their hands. John took a sigh of relief. The three walked towards the exit of the palace, a new adventure waiting for them.