Mycrofts beloved

Study in pink pt3

We soon arrive home. "Come on Annabelle I'll get you antiseptic wipe" Daddy tells me walking through the door. I wait in the hallway. Daddy comes back momentarily. "This may sting a little" he wipes my chin with the antiseptic "Ow, it stings" I shout. "Sorry darling" Daddy sighs.

"John didn't take the offer" Daddy says after a silence. "I know" I say. "Well, I guess we can get our information in other ways" Daddy sighs. I walk into the living room and sit in a chair "I'm hungry" I moan. "Annabelle, stop complaining!" Daddy warns "I will get us a takeaway and we can eat your carrot cake for dessert, now what do you want" he asks me. "Fish and Chips" I smile "Alright I'll order" Daddy says walking to the kitchen.

Whilst I wait I decide I will run myself a bath and change into my pyjamas. I come downstairs just in time someone rings at the door bell "thank you" Daddy says as the man hands Daddy the bag with our food in. The delivery man looks at our house in awe. Then he leaves and Daddy shuts the door.

"Annabelle come to the table" Daddy tells me, I sit at the table opposite Daddy. "Annabelle, table manners sit up and put your napkin on you lap" Daddy reminds me like he does every day. I sigh "Annabelle!" Daddy exclaims. I eat my food it is really nice. After Daddy and I are both finished I get up and place my carrot cake on the table. I cut off two slices and put them on plates. I give one to Daddy and eat one myself. "This is really good" Daddy exclaims "Thank you" I smile.

When we finish eating Daddy and I sit in the sofa. Daddy gets his laptop and tracks Sherlock's location. I yawn "are you tired?" Daddy asks "I'm fine" a yawn. About five minutes later I fall asleep.

"Annabelle" I hear Daddy whisper. I roll over to face him my eyes still closed "we need to go" he says. I don't bother asking where or changing my clothes. I slowly get up. Daddy takes my hand and leads me to the car. I'm exhausted. "Hello" I say to Anthea "Hi" She replies. I get bored so I start tapping on the window. "Annabelle!" Daddy warms me but I continue to tap "Annabelle Holmes stop tapping on the window!" Daddy complains I go to tap on it again "Unwise miss Holmes" Anthea says. I sigh and just stare out of the window.

We arrive at a crime scene there is an ambulance a few police cars. I can see Sherlock, John, Lestrade and that really annoying person Donovan, but I don't recognise many people.

Me Daddy and Anthea get out of the car. John and Sherlock walk towards us "So, another case cracked, how very public-spirited, thigh that's never your motivation. Is it?" Daddy says talking to Sherlock I try to read Anthea's texts but she moves her phone out of my eyes sight. "What are you doing here?" Sherlock asks "Why are you in your pyjamas?" Sherlock asks me "Yes why are you in your pyjamas dear?" Daddy asks I shrug as a response.

"As ever in concerned about you" Daddy answers Sherlock's first question. "Yes I've been hearing about you 'concern'" Sherlock says sharply. "Always so aggressive" I state. "Did it never occur to you that us three belong on the same side?" Daddy asks "oddly enough, no" Sherlock replies this makes me laugh "Unwise" Anthea tells me, I swear all she ever tells me is that I'm being 'unwise'. "We have more in common than you like to believe. This petty feud between us is simply childish. People will suffer. And you know how it always upset mummy." Daddy remarks. "I upset her. Me? It wasn't me who upset her" Sherlock argues. At this point John seems very...lost. "No, no wait. Mummy whose mummy?" John asks I literally face plant with my hand. "Mother our mother, her grandma mother. This is my brother Mycroft and my niece Annabelle" Sherlock tells John. "Putting on weight again?" Sherlock asks Daddy. "Loosing it in fact" Daddy claimed.

"He's your brother?" John asks still lost. "Of Course He's my brother" Sherlock states. "So he's not..." John starts "not what?" Sherlock asks. "I don't know criminal mastermind?" John seems very confused and it's funny. "Close enough" Sherlock exclaims. "For goodness sake, I occupy a minor position in the British government" Daddy says. "He is the British government!" I chuckle "when he's not too busy being the British secret service or the CIA on a freelance basis" Sherlock adds. "Oh and she's just a spoiled annoyed little child" He says about me "bully" I pout.

"Good day you two, Mycroft try not to start a war before u get home you know what it does for the traffic" Sherlock says sarcastically walking off John follows but then turns round to Daddy "So when you say you're concerned about him you actually are concerned?" He asks "of course" Daddy reinsures "I mean it actually is a childish fuse?" Please John stop with the questions I think to myself. "He's always so resentful, you can imagine the Christmas dinners" Daddy sighed. "Yeah, no...God no" John exclaims "it's hell" I state. "Well I better urm" John starts "Hello again" he says to Anthea "Hello" she says. "We met earlier on this evening" he says "Oh!" Anthea says sarcastically. "Ok goodnight" he walks off. "Goodnight Dr Watson" Daddy calls.

"Sir shall we go?" Anthea asks Daddy. "Interesting that soldier fellow could be the making of my brother, or make him worse than ever. Either way we better upgrade their surveillance status. Grade three" Daddy states. "Sorry sir who's status?" Anthea ask "Sherlock Homes, and Dr Watson" He exhales.

"Right Let's go then shall we?" Daddy says to me and Anthea he gets into the front. "Come on young Holmes" Anthea says whilst I was looking out into the distance "Oh Yeah" I get into the car. "Annabelle, seatbelt" Daddy says. I can't get the hang of those things. Anthea puts my seatbelt on for me. "Thank you" I Thank her.

I'm so tired. My eyes feel like they have elephants on them. I drift of to sleep.