"Stepfather."
"You always have to be better than me, don't you?"
Not listening to Sherlock's whining, (Y/n) observed the newcomer. Smart, even smarter than Sherlock. Probably related to him, they looked quite alike. Elegant and dignified, probably someone important - he had that aura of power. Involved in politics, and maybe in an Intelligence...
"Nice to meet you, (Y/n)."
Scratch that, he was for sure involved in Intelligence. And had made a background check on Greg. That man could be a dangerous oponent.
"What are you doing here, anyway?" - Watson chimed in. - "I thought you didn't leav your office without need."
Good to know.
"Sooo... What are you doing here, Mycroft?" - Sherlock seemed annoyed.
"Looking for you, brother dear" - replied the man, smiling pleasantly.
Lestrade chuckled. Looks like his toothache had gone away... or attacked the younger Holmes instead.
"Couldn't you just call me?" - consulting detective's jaw tightened. This was rather amusing.
"You weren't picking up the phone. Besides, I also wanted to meet with (Y/n)."
Greg tensed. Watson looked at the official in surprise, and even Sherlock seemed confused. (Y/n) suddenly wasn't amused anymore. What did he want from her? There was only one explanation. And she didn't like it one bit.
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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?
