The Blonde

Meeting With Mycroft

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John arrived at the auction house to find Mycroft waiting outside for him. He climbed out of the car and joined the elder Holmes near the entrance.

"I trust my brother will make a full recovery by the morning?" Mycroft asked.

"He should," John replied.

"Should?"

Mycroft eyed him, making him shift uncomfortably under his intense gaze.

"Will. I meant he will. Yes."

"Good. Very good."

Mycroft gazed at him for a moment.

"Ill?" he asked.

John knew he was asking about Sherlock.

"Yes. Just a twenty-four hour thing."

His eyes narrowed as if he wasn't sure if he believed John's story of a twenty-four hour illness.

"You're sure he's ill? Because if he's back on-"

John shook his head adamantly. He knew what Mycroft was about to say, but Sherlock wasn't back on anything. That was something he always made certain.

"No. He's not."

"You're sure?"

"Yes. Absolutely."

Mycroft nodded, seeming to accept John at his word.

"Well, I trust you left him in the care of Mrs. Hudson?"

"No."

"No? You didn't leave him on his own did you?"

"There's someone with him."

"Someone?"

Mycroft's gaze intensified.

"She's taking care of him this…girl," his voice lowered on the last word.

The elder Holmes looked at him in confusion.

"Girl?"

"Yes it's fine. She's fine."

He seemed to guess John's reluctance to talk about her, but the last thing he wanted was for Mycroft to find out he left Sherlock alone with a strange woman. He doubted the elder Holmes would take that very well, but it wasn't as if John had much of a choice.

"What girl?"

"Rose. You don't know her, but she's nice. A nice girl I mean."

Yes, she was a nice girl. Or, at least, she seemed nice enough.

"A nice girl? And she agreed to take care of Sherlock while you were out?" Mycroft chuckled at the idea. "You left Sherlock alone with a girl?"

"I gave him something to help him sleep. I'm sure they'll be fine."

They would, wouldn't they? Of course they would. Sherlock would fall asleep and all she'd have to do is keep an ear out. Yes, they'd be fine and it wasn't like this would take hours. Meet with the clients and then back home. After that, well, he might chat her up a bit. It wasn't every day he came across a woman who could put up with his…unusual friend.

"Yes, well, your client is this way," Mycroft said, shaking his head as he showed John to the door.

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