"What do you want from my sister, Mycroft? She didn't do anything wrong!"
The man looked at (Y/n) and she tensed. Did he know? The woman looked back, as if daring him to say something. Despite her though attitude, she was exhausted. Of course, that exchange of glances didn't go unnoticed. Sherlock immediately picked up on it.
"You know something, right?" - he asked his brother. Mycroft said nothing. He kept looking at (Y/n). Greg was getting more and more worried. Watson started to fidget. All that exhaustion and stress became too much for the girl. She fainted.
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"...(Y/n)?"
She opened her eyes to see Watson, leaning over her in concern. She was laying on a small couch Greg had recently bought. She blinked. Her brother came in with a glass of water.
"Are you alright?" - he asked, giving it to her.
"And what have you done that made you run away?" - added always the tactful Sherlock.
"Oh, so you can't deduce this?" - mocked Anderson. When did he come in, anyway?
"That's enough" - said John sternly. - "She needs rest, not an interrogaton. Inspector, please take your sister home."
(Yn) shot the doctor a grateful glance. She had enough for now.Greg wanted to say something, but a ruckus near the door made him shut up for a moment. Did Mycroft really throw Anderson out of the office? It seemed a bit out of character for him...
"No offence, Inspector, but your flat isn't the best secured place in the world. And it's the place where they would look for her first..."
"Who?" - asked Lestrade.
"... so I think (Y/n) should go with me" - the older Holmes calmly finished, not caring about the interruption.
They looked at the girl.
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Help me run away - Brother!Lestrade x reader x various
FanficShe 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?
