Y/N P.O.V
I smirked at the man who had everyone wrapped around his finger, everyone except me that is.
"Showing up here? That makes a change. Normally you'd just send one of your little minions." He said calmly, pouring two cups of tea.
"Well, I've come for a little chit-chat." He raised his eyebrows.
"I'm sure you heard about Mr. Holmes? His friend John Watson?" He nodded his head.
"I want you to take Mr. Watson and burn him. Don't kill him, but I want him extra crispy."
"And why should help you?" Ouch...rude.
"Because you owe me, plus if you don't- I'll expose you and every one of your dirty little secrets." He looked confused for a second.
"I know everything about you." My temper was quickly rising and a look of shock spread across his face.
"No, I highly doubt that." He tried, but I silenced him with a glare.
"No, you highly doubt ME!" I screamed the last word, much like Jim would, and he looked surprised.
"You will get it done, otherwise I will personally kill you." Fear shot through his eyes and I took a sip of my tea.
"Of course." He decided and I smirked again as he pulled out his phone and messaged someone.
"It is all arranged."
"Good." I stood up.
"I'll be in touch." I walked away, getting into my car that was waiting outside, Well I thought it was my car.
"Hello, Miss Ashworth. I've been talking to your sister." I looked at the man and dread ran through me. Ashworth is the name of Mika and my adopted 'family'.
"Mycroft Holmes, I presume?" His eyes widened and he nodded his head.
"I would like to know why you were in the house of Charles Mangnussen, he is under the protection of the British Government and no harm is to come to him." He said bluntly and I raised an eyebrow. He really is the Iceman.
"Private matters. How's your brother doing by the way? Two years in hiding must have been hard?" He sighed and the car began driving towards central London.
"Fine. Then tell me why you've been interacting with Dr. John Watson, under the name 'Jameson'." Well... this guy clearly keeps tabs on everyone.
"Watson... a rather interesting goldfish don't you think?" I smirked, remembering all the information Jim gave me on the Holmes brothers.
"Yes..." There was a hint of suspicion in his voice.
"This is modern day London. You can't go around giving your name to anyone, especially those you hold little trust in." We pulled up outside Mycroft's office and we both got out.
"Very true, Miss Ashworth." I looked at him carefully.
"I have a job offer for you."
"Why should I accept a job from the British Government?" I asked with a smirk.
"Because it's not a job offer from the British Government. It's a... favour if you will." My smirk dropped and I looked at him curiously, suddenly interested.
"Why would you put yourself in my debt unless..." He looked away as if he was disappointed and it all clicked.
"You want me to babysit your little brother, how cute."
"I know of your skills and that your sister has trained you well. I'll pay you whatever you want." I shook my head and I smirked.
"I'll do it, but I don't want payment. Having you in my pocket is good enough." His eyes widened and I couldn't not smirk.
"Don't worry, I'm not some kind of villain that will force you to give me missile plans or whatever." That's boring, if I want them I could just ask.
"I suppose... that's acceptable. I expect you to get straight on it." I nodded my head and MY car pulled up. Ha, Mike must have tracked me.
"Of course. I'll see you soon Mycroft Holmes." I walked away and got in my car, leaving the Iceman in surprise.
