Lestrade thinks Mycroft is only occupying a minor position in the british goverment.
He knows him only as a kind, well-mannered, understanding man as opposite to his younger brothrer. Mycroft tries his best to hide the fact that he's the british goverment.
I think I am in love with this prompt. I have the strangest image of Mycroft ushering the ninjas out of the bathroom window as Lestrade unlocks the front door.
When first we practise to deceive 1/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:01:10 UTC
ANON you possessed my mind and made me write 8000 words of Mycroft/Lestrade fic. It ATE MY BRAIN!
Mycroft knocked on the office door, giving the man he could see through the blinds time to straighten up and pretend he hadn’t just been falling asleep over his paperwork.
“Come in,” he was instructed, in a weary ‘what is it now?’ tone. Mycroft pushed the door open with the tip of his umbrella and took one step in, leaning slightly around the door.
“Excuse me Inspector.” Lestrade looked up. He was a moderately attractive man, in good shape for his age. He hadn’t been getting enough sleep lately and his girl... boyfriend had recently left him for another man. The idiot’s loss, Mycroft supposed. He had been in the office for three days straight, but the shirt was new - he kept some spares in the bottom drawer for the inevitable days like these. And he had the beginnings of a stress headache. “I’m sorry to have come at such an inconvenient time, but I thought we might have a word
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 2/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:02:22 UTC
“We’ve got to stop meeting like this,” Lestrade joked as Mycroft knocked on his open office door. It was their fourth meeting in a fortnight. Sherlock had been particularly unreasonable lately.
“Sadly my brother has other ideas,” Mycroft said. Lestrade, Gregory, had watched him for a second, a strange half smile on his face
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 3/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:03:16 UTC
Thursday came, and with it the million little problems that humanity liked to raise. There were issues in America... there were always issues in America. There were problems in the Far East... there were always problems in the Far East. The war in Afghanistan needed his attention. There had been two attempted terrorist plots, one on British soil. Neither had got anywhere and neither would ever see the light of a journalist’s report
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 4/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:06:19 UTC
The date started out a little awkwardly. Small talk, Mycroft knew, but there was something different about it when he wasn’t doing it for business purposes. He used small talk as a tool; it was so easy to manipulate people in those minutes when you were talking about nothing other than the weather or the traffic. Micro-expressions and slight gestures made all the difference.
The problem was, at this point he wasn’t trying to manipulate someone. It was very difficult to avoid the motions and phrases he used so often. He found himself pausing a flick of his hand half way through the air when he realised exactly what he used that for at work
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 5/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:07:42 UTC
She followed him in. It was almost textbook. Mycroft would have to find out who had sent her - should be easy enough from the state of her shoes - and send them a gift basket for sending someone so inept
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 6/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:09:12 UTC
The dates continued and, after that one they were far less stilted.
He was, in fact, in a relationship. Which seemed to be working well, so far, and he was enjoying himself.
“You seem happy, sir,” his assistant said. “Last night’s date go well?”
“Yes, thank you.”
The only small, tiny, minuscule, unimportant little problem was that Gregory still had no idea exactly what it was the Mycroft did.
He thought that he was the more normal of the Holmes’ brothers, when both of them would probably protest that. He thought that Mycroft was a paper pusher, which was in essence correct. It was so much easier to deal with problems on paper than it was to deal with them in person. Things got messy when you dealt with them in person. It was why Sherlock insisted on it. The boy loved chaos
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 7/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:10:41 UTC
It was after he had had to debug Gregory’s flat for the fourth time that he assigned him his own security detail, giving them thorough instructions not to be seen
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 8/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:11:32 UTC
“This weekend, you and me and a hotel.” Mycroft opened his mouth to protest. An entire weekend a way was too much, he could rearrange the odd evening, but two, probably three days, given that most people tended to include Friday evening into their weekends away. But Gregory was watching him seriously, and the tension in the atmosphere was building
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 10/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:13:01 UTC
When his assistant had discovered the planned weekend away she had very nearly packed his bags for him. He was a little worried that she had her eyes on a coup, but her evaluation and years of working with her had not suggested any inclinations towards betrayal, so he took her insistence on helping as generously as he supposed it was meant
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 11/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:13:44 UTC
The difficulties came when Gregory started spending a proportionately larger amount of time at Mycroft’s home than he did in his own flat.
Relationship wise this was an encouraging step.
Secret identity wise, it was inconvenient.
Mycroft’s study was full of papers that most people shouldn’t see. In fact it was full of papers that most people, including the current incumbents of the government, shouldn’t know exist. He had, without informing anyone, given Gregory higher clearance, but that didn’t help the difficulty of keeping it from the man himself.
If he saw the plans in the top of the filing cabinet then there would be no keeping it secret at all.
It also meant that Gregory paid far more attention to his work schedule. Apparently coming home at three am and crawling into bed was not allowed when you had an office job. And getting up again at six to go back to the office was truly bizarre.
“You’re going to work yourself to death,” he protested. “You just can’t work twenty hour days. It’s not physically possible
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 12/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:14:34 UTC
It all came down to Sherlock, and one day Mycroft might have to thank his brother for being the catalyst to his relationship by finding him a nice young man of his own (he had once tried to set Sherlock up with a girl, but the efforts had crashed and burned spectacularly, leading to Sherlock telling him in no uncertain terms that if he ever were to find someone to whom he was sufficiently attracted to succumb to the baser pleasures, it would certainly not be someone whose genitalia was internal
( ... )
When first we practise to deceive 13/?
anonymous
November 4 2010, 16:15:50 UTC
It was his men who did the heavy lifting of course. He didn’t shoot a gun, he didn’t even give the order to go in, but he drew the hostage takers into the open, with subtle games and he cut off their escape routes, planning every logical stage of the attack and defence in his head
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Lestrade thinks Mycroft is only occupying a minor position in the british goverment.
He knows him only as a kind, well-mannered, understanding man as opposite to his younger brothrer.
Mycroft tries his best to hide the fact that he's the british goverment.
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I can see this genre-shifting its way from comedy through erotic thriller and ending somewhere bittersweet.
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Mycroft knocked on the office door, giving the man he could see through the blinds time to straighten up and pretend he hadn’t just been falling asleep over his paperwork.
“Come in,” he was instructed, in a weary ‘what is it now?’ tone. Mycroft pushed the door open with the tip of his umbrella and took one step in, leaning slightly around the door.
“Excuse me Inspector.” Lestrade looked up. He was a moderately attractive man, in good shape for his age. He hadn’t been getting enough sleep lately and his girl... boyfriend had recently left him for another man. The idiot’s loss, Mycroft supposed. He had been in the office for three days straight, but the shirt was new - he kept some spares in the bottom drawer for the inevitable days like these. And he had the beginnings of a stress headache. “I’m sorry to have come at such an inconvenient time, but I thought we might have a word ( ... )
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“Sadly my brother has other ideas,” Mycroft said. Lestrade, Gregory, had watched him for a second, a strange half smile on his face ( ... )
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The problem was, at this point he wasn’t trying to manipulate someone. It was very difficult to avoid the motions and phrases he used so often. He found himself pausing a flick of his hand half way through the air when he realised exactly what he used that for at work ( ... )
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He was, in fact, in a relationship. Which seemed to be working well, so far, and he was enjoying himself.
“You seem happy, sir,” his assistant said. “Last night’s date go well?”
“Yes, thank you.”
The only small, tiny, minuscule, unimportant little problem was that Gregory still had no idea exactly what it was the Mycroft did.
He thought that he was the more normal of the Holmes’ brothers, when both of them would probably protest that. He thought that Mycroft was a paper pusher, which was in essence correct. It was so much easier to deal with problems on paper than it was to deal with them in person. Things got messy when you dealt with them in person. It was why Sherlock insisted on it. The boy loved chaos ( ... )
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Relationship wise this was an encouraging step.
Secret identity wise, it was inconvenient.
Mycroft’s study was full of papers that most people shouldn’t see. In fact it was full of papers that most people, including the current incumbents of the government, shouldn’t know exist. He had, without informing anyone, given Gregory higher clearance, but that didn’t help the difficulty of keeping it from the man himself.
If he saw the plans in the top of the filing cabinet then there would be no keeping it secret at all.
It also meant that Gregory paid far more attention to his work schedule. Apparently coming home at three am and crawling into bed was not allowed when you had an office job. And getting up again at six to go back to the office was truly bizarre.
“You’re going to work yourself to death,” he protested. “You just can’t work twenty hour days. It’s not physically possible ( ... )
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