Nicotine (Sheriarty)

12

Sherlock

5 days to go. 4 people left. Sherlock thought to himself as he reached his brothers office.

He walked through the group of old men and pushed the door to Mycroft's 'headquarters' open.

To his surprise, he wasn't there. Sherlock began searching the room for any evidence of where he was headed.

He eventually found his brothers phone and hacked into his messages. He was at their parents.

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Sherlock knocked on his parents cottage door. He hated the house. It brought back old memories. Ones he wished he didn't remember.

His mum opened the door and invited him in.

"Mycroft." He said as he noticed his brother in his usual spot.

"Sherlock." He replied, "So glad you could make it."

Sherlock rolled his eyes at his brothers obvious sarcasm. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out Mycroft's phone.

"Thought you might be needing this." He said throwing the phone to his brother who caught it expertly.

"Was that all?"

"No." Sherlock replied softly.

"Then what?" Mycroft said impatiently.

"Thank you."

"For?"

"Being my brother." Sherlock said just about managing a smile.

Their parents walked in at that exact moment and stared at their boys.

"And thank you. Both of you." Sherlock whispered trying not to cry.

"Brother?" Mycroft said still staring up at him in awe.

"Goodbye." Sherlock said practically running out the door.