Almost Wanted

The retreat

When you came  back out into the kitchen John was cleaning up the shard of glass. You gave a sheepish smile and squatted down to help him. 

"Is brother dearest going to be joining us soon?" Mycroft asked. You rolled your eyes and turned to glance at him. 

"Yes, he is busy getting dressed. Give him a moment." You said. You stood up and started making coffee for you and Sher. Sherlock stepped out still buttoning his shirt and you smiled when he came into the room. 

"Did you break a cup John?" Sherlock asked his eyes focusing on John. You narrowed your eyes and shook your head before John could even answer. 

"I did. Mycroft startled me." You answered cutting John off. Sherlock met your gaze and you watched as his eyes traveled down your body. You turned away from him and pulled down two thermos's for you and Sherlock to take on the go. 

"Love your feet are bleeding." Sherlock whispered as his arms wrapped around your waist. You hummed ignoring him and poured the coffee pressing his into his hand. 

"We don't want to miss our flight." You finally replied. Mycroft sighed and before you knew it the Six of you were sitting on one of Mycroft's private planes. 

"So Y/n you and Sherlock will be in room number 205. Lestrade and I will be in 106 and John and Casey will be 139. Y/n you will take the name Holmes, while Casey will be a Watson and I will take on Lestrade as my last name. This way we are all separate of one another." Mycroft droned on.

"So, Casey how has your cases been. Not to stressful I hope." you asked. She just shrugged which gave you a pretty clear answer. Not to good Greg and John were whispering to one another and Sherlock was in his mind palace. You decided now would be a good time to file some information of your own and promptly closed your eyes. You opened the door to the computer room too see Sherlock sitting on the chair 

"Hello love." Mind him said as he stood, allowing you too sit down 

"Sher. I wasn't expecting too see you here." You whispered 

"Well after last night, I wanted to be here. Not just some file or pictures here." he replied. You gave a light smile and sat at the computer allowing information to be entered in the  computer. After several minutes Sherlock sighed.

"Is anything okay Sher? "you asked absentmindedly. Sherlock turned the computer chair and got awfully dose to your face.

"Open your eyes." He said with power causing you to be ripped from the Computer room. You opened your eyes to Sherlock holding the sides of your face carefully.  

"We have landed. They are waiting for us  on the tarmac." He muttered. Your eyes looked at him with confusion. 

"Sorry" you finally muttered. Sherlock was waiting and he helped you stand, taking your hand in his. 

"What were you thinking. You weren't asleep." Sherlock asked. He was walking with you to the car. You hummed and squeezed his hand lightly. It was a promise to tell him later when there wasn't ears that could overhear. 

"So Y/n how is the hard drive?" Mycroft asked the second we got into the car. You simply sighed and looked out of the car window. 

"Is it really that different? Is there too many pictures of my brother on the walls?" Mycroft joked. He only knew so much about the computer room because he asked so many questions about it when he found you hanging upside down in a warehouse completely unaware to the world. Sherlock knew as about as much from just telling him. 

"Mycroft please." Sherlock started seeing how annoyed you were getting. 

"What can she not speak now." Casey asked from behind. You always did dislike her. She was too cocky. Never knew humility.