John's daughter- one shots

We are going on a holiday! Pt 2

"Y/n!" John cried as he picked her up and hugged her. Y/n was so happy to see her dad again. She missed his scent of cologne and aftershave. She missed his warm voice and, most of all, his hugs. As John didn't pay attention to Lestrade, Sherlock didn't pay attention to y/n.

He was in a heated conversation with poor Lestrade who didn't know what to do. "I'm on a holiday with y/n would you believe" he gave an excuse. "No I wouldn't! And.. y/n? Oh hello there, dear" he realised the presence of the girl in her father's arms. She gave him a nod. After the nice moment with his daughter John realised he wasn't warned by Greg that he would take his daughter, so he got angry too.

"Wait a minute, Greg why is my daughter here without my permission?" He asked the inspector. "You know she was all alone and I thought maybe to bring her with me..." John sighed. He looked exhausted. "But why didn't you tell me?" He pressed. "Because Lestrade is here to "check" on us like we are babies John" Greg didn't even try to respond to John

"Oh, this is Mycroft doing isn't it?" Sherlock had a smug face. The two continued to argue, Sherlock accusing Greg to be his handler or something like that. Meanwhile John checked on y/n, asking her how the trip was and if she actually wanted to go with Greg.

Since Sherlock won't stop scolding poor Lestrade, the two decided to have a stroll in the nice woods near the inn.

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She and Greg were all alone once again that night.The restaurant was crowded with people, all the tables were full. The lights warmed the room. The volume was high, as everybody was chattering and ordering food. as they waited for their, someone called her.

She took her phone out of her little bag. "Hello! I'm good thanks, I'm here with Greg, we are waiting for dinner"  it's Mrs Hudson. She mouthed to Lestrade on the other side of the table. "Sherlock and daddy? Oh they are always on the run. They're searching for this gigantic hound I believe. Yeah quite insane." She went on talking on the phone until the waiter arrived with their food.

They ate the excellent dinner. Afterwards Lestrade found a nice nook to relax. Two big leather armchairs were placed front of a fire place, with a coffee table in the middle. Y/n went to the bathroom, but returned with something.

"Look what I found!"She said triumphant. In her hand was a deck of playing cards. "Oh! That's nice. Wanna play?" Asked Greg. Y/n tidied her dress before sitting on the rug under the table. She didn't like to sit normally.

"Poker?" She told Greg as she shuffled the cards. "Poker? Who even taught you to play?" He asked surprised. "Mrs Hudson, what a question! What do you think we do all day when those two solve cases" she responded.

Y/n started displaying the cards, and Greg lit up a cigarette. She looked up at him frowning: "those things will kill you" she told him firmly. "You're not the only one telling me" he said as he took the first puff. Y/n's face lit up with an idea: "let's make a bet, if I win you won't smoke for a whole week"
"And if I win?"
"I won't use my phone". Lestrade thought about it for a bit and then accepted.

They played for more than an hour, match after match until... "how? Please tell me how!" Greg exclaimed. Y/n won them all. She grinned, as a proud student to Mrs Hudson. "I know, I'm too good for you" Greg shook his head smiling.

He checked his wrist watch: "it's quite late y/n, you should go to bed." He stated. She got up and said bye to Greg,  which gave her a goodnight kiss.
As she was walking out of the room she spun around: "and don't forget your promise Lestrade!" He smiled: "I won't, don't worry"