The Adventure Began at Holmes

The Reunion (part 2)

"L-Leila?? Leila Harrington?" I couldn't believe he stuttered. But he did. Right there, right in front of my eyes. My mom was nearly speechless, but she managed a slow nod. My dad cleared his throat and blinked a lot, signaling he wasn't so sure of himself.

"Uhm...yeah come in come in." He waved us into his office.

We walked in and were seated, but he kept glancing back and forth between her and me.

"Mycroft.." She said softly, almost as if it were a question.

"Yes er..how..how have you been? Good, I assume.." As he motions to me.

She smiles and chuckles softly. "I have to admit she was a bit of a shock but I'd say she's pretty perfect, as you can see." She looks up right into his eyes, more courage coming upon her. "Much like her father."

I think I just saw him blush. Did he blush? Mycroft Holmes BLUSHED?? I look between them awkwardly, not exactly knowing what to say anymore.

He smiles almost genuinely. "Our daughter."

"Yes."

"Right then.."

"Mycroft, I'm sorry that we ended so badly. I know it seems like forever ago, and let's face it, it was. Nearly seventeen years ago, but I admit I should've been more understanding. I knew you loved your job and you were working hard to get to where you are now and I just...I guess I was jealous. I was jealous of how intelligent you were and how you loved your job so much, even more than me at times and I hated it. I shouldn't have broken down but I was upset and not that it's a defense but now, I was pregnant and my hormones were crazy. I get if you don't want to speak with me or see me again but I want you to spend time with Sadie. Hell, she's more like you than me." She smiles weakly almost on the verge of tears and my dad looks like his hard and cold outer shell had just shattered to a million teeny bits.

"Leila I.." He sighs, and I can tell he's going to say something sentimental since he's already having a hard time at only two words in.

"I was in the wrong as well. Yes, I was working hard, maybe a little too hard..and..I...I admit I should've paid more attention to you. Because well...er... You deserve it."

In my mind, I was utterly freaked out. If my dad could be this sentimental did that mean I could?? Each, even the thought was enough to send a shiver down my spine. But at the same time, my heart was exploding in happiness. Oh God...there's the sentiment. But I had to admit...it WAS pretty epic.

My father walked over to my mother and her courage was clearly wavering. She nervously twiddled her fingers and swallowed.

"Sadie if you'd like to leave the room I'd advise you so you wouldn't be influenced by sentiment." I nod at my father and stand, starting to leave. I had nearly gotten to the door when I glance back and see my father gently place his lips on my mother's. Although I wasn't fond of sentiment, this gave me a warm fuzzy feeling that I must admit, I enjoyed.