"Who are you?"
(Y/n) looked at the man she had bumped into. Tall, dark brown hair, green eyes... dumb look on his face. This had to be Anderson, Greg had told her about him. He stared at her, expectantly.
"You know we have a security? How did you slide in?"
"I left an information about her, just in case." - they heard a voice. Greg. Now Anderson stared at him.
"Who is she?"
"My sister. I highly recommend you to leave her alone." - he responded. Anderson chuckled and walk away, to some woman. (Y/n) presumed it was Donovan.
(Y/n) was sitting in her brother's office, sipping tea. The girl didn't say a word since she had come to the Yard. She was in some dark jeans and T - shirt, hair only damp now, instead of dripping with water. Greg sighed. He knew it won't be easy.
"So, what brings you here, sweetheart? You seem to have some serious trouble" - he started.
Silence. The D.I. waited.
"... I do."
Well, at least she spoke. Lestrade wished he had Sherlock's deduction skills.
"What happened? Something at home? Please, talk to me..."
She shivered and opened her mouth to say something, butthen some voices could be heard from the corridor. Greg made a face like he had a toothache.
"Stop it."
"But what am I doing?" - asked Anderson.
"Turning your face to me. It puts me off."
"Sherlock, stop it..." - a third, pleading voice.
(Y/n) smirked. This was going to be interesting. A nice break from what she's been through recently.
Two men entered the office. One of them was tall and slim, with curly black hair, the other shorter, with light hair and facial expression matching her brother's. The taller man looked at (Y/n) and said:
"Nice to meet you, Graham's sister."
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Help me run away - Brother!Lestrade x reader x various
FanfictionShe was in danger. She decided to run for help to the only person she trusted - her brother. But maybe she will find someone else who could make her feel safe?
