(Sherlock BBC) Mycroft's Runaway Assistant

Regret

I smiled as Mycroft walked me to the door and held the umbrella over our heads as rain came pouring down.

"I had a lot of fun..... we should do this more often." I said softly.

"Agreed..... how about every Sunday I kidnap you for dinner." He said with a smile.

"I'd like that... I should get inside..... I'll see you at work tomorrow." I said as I unlocked the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said as I walked in and shut the door.

"How was your date?" A voice asked.

I turned and let out a gasp when I saw Sherlock sitting on my couch.

"Seriously?!" I asked angrily.

"I've been waiting for over a hour...... how was your date with my brother?"

"It wasn't a date... it was dinner.... for work." I said calmly.

"Was a date. So has he proposed yet?"

"Sherlock Mycroft isn't going to propose to me! He doesn't like me like that!"

"Oh he does..... you should of seen him when Eurus showed you getting shot.... he nearly died himself."

"Quit lying." I said as I took off my shoes.

"Have I ever lied to you before?"

"You fakes your death. Really want me to answer that?" I asked as I put my shoes away.

"I'm not lying.... do you notice how his eyes light up when you enter the room? Or how when you call him he is there?" He asked calmly.

"He doesn't like me."

"You're right.... he loves you."

"Like you love Molly?" I asked with a smirk.

"That's different."

"Really, cause she told me about the call..... and how you said you loved her after she asked for you to.... said it sounded so real."

"I was trying to save her life."

"Really? Cause I know love, and you love her.... you just don't want her getting hurt."

"Shut up."

"Admit it and I'll admit my feelings."

"Fine! I love her, but we won't happen...... we can't happen."

"I love Mycroft.... have since we were kids..... I don't even know why, but I do." I said as I plopped down beside him.

"If it helps..... I don't think he knows why he cares about you either."

"Sherlock...... what am I going to do? What if Mycroft does know something?" I asked softly.

"Then he is hiding it to protect you. My brother does everything for a reason..... always remember that." Sherlock said as he stood up.

"Want some tea?"

"Can't..... John and I have a case, but don't worry..... I'm still working on your mother's." He said as he kissed my cheek.

"Be safe Sherlock." I said as he turned and left the flat.

I smiled as I leaned back and rubbed my feet.

"God I regret those shoes." I said softly.

I let out a sigh as I changed out of the dress and put on a tank top and leggings.

Ring ring!

I grabbed my phone and let out a sigh as I answered it.

"Hello?" I asked softly.

"Meet at the park at 10 if you want the answers you seek." A female voice said softly.

"Who is this?" I asked as I stood up.

"Meet at the park. Come alone."

The phone clicked and I moved it away from my ear. I quickly looked over at the clock to see that it was 9:30. I rushed to grab my bag and pulled out my phone and called a taxi. I jumped in and after a twenty minute drive the driver pulled to the side and I gave him a ten.

"Keep the change." I said as I climbed out.

I walked towards the park and held my breath as I looked around.

"Don't turn around." A voice said.

"Okay." I said as I stopped moving.

"Eric Smith is innocent." She said softly.

"Then who murdered his wife?"

"Thomas wasn't speaking the truth..... Jane didn't leave Henry Allen for Eric.... she left him for someone else."

"Who? Who did she leave him for?"

"I can't say.... but do not trust Thomas..... for he is keeping secrets." She said softly.

"What are you talking about? I am so confused? Do you know who killed my mother?"

"No, but I know who does know.... just keep looking for the soldier." She said softly.

It soon went silent and I slowly turned to see that I was alone. I let out a sigh as I looked around and saw that there wasn't anyone in the park.

"Who the hell is the soldier? And why does she want me to find them?" I asked as I let out a groan.

I called for another taxi and climbed in. I gave my address and leaned back into the seat.

Ding

I grabbed my bag and quickly pulled out my phone to see a picture of Mycroft.

He is a cutie..... I'd hate for something to happen to him.... wouldn't you?

"What do you want from me?" I asked as I messaged them back.

I want you to regret ever trying to learn the truth..... I want to play a game with you.... there is only three rules.

"A game?" I asked in a whisper.

Rule one...... you must not tell anyone about this game. Rule two..... you must do everything I say. And Rule three..... you can no longer speak to or be near Mycroft Holmes.

"Why? What is this about?"

Do as I say or Mycroft Holmes' blood is on your hands? Don't make me regret giving you a chance to learn the truth.

"Fine..... what do you want me to do?"

Message Mycroft. Tell him you quit and never want to see him again..... tell him you hate him and regret ever meeting him.

I felt tears stream down my face as I clicked on Mycroft's number.

"Mycroft, I am quitting. I thought that if I worked for you again.... that I would find out more about my mother's death, but it's got me no where. I don't wish to see you again so please never message me again.... or even come to my flat...... I hate you and I regret ever meeting you." I typed as I held a sob in.

Soon his number came up in the screen and a text came in.

Don't answer. Tell the taxi driver to take you to the hospital.

I hit cancel and quickly asked the taxi driver to take me to the hospital.

When you get out, there will be a car waiting for you. Get in and throw your phone into a trash can.