Jan. 22nd, 2019 03:58 am
Fic: We're Sorry For Any Inconvenience
Title: We're Sorry For Any Inconvenience
Author: Saki101
Characters/Pairings: Mycroft Holmes, Gregory Lestrade
Rating: Between PG-13 & R-ish
Genre: pre-slash and rather fluffy
Word Count: ~10K
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not mine and no money is being made.
Summary: Months after The Fall, John doesn't return from a holiday. His friends and family don't report his absence to the police. Mycroft thinks Lestrade may know why. At least that's the ostensible reason for his visit to Lestade's office.
A/N: Written for the Sherlockmas SPF to fill Prompt #39: Lestrade; upgrade to first class for
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On AO3
Can be read alone. (It's also the first of several connected Mystrade stories that are set after TRF, during the Hiatus.)
Excerpt: Lestrade considered the man standing in his office. He was sure that if Sherlock wanted his brother to know he was alive and well and where he and John were, Mycroft wouldn’t be suggesting a friendly chat over dinner. Mycroft gestured towards the door as Greg stood and rounded the desk. He knew it was a dangerous move to accept, but Sherlock wasn’t the only one who loved a challenge.
Author: Saki101
Characters/Pairings: Mycroft Holmes, Gregory Lestrade
Rating: Between PG-13 & R-ish
Genre: pre-slash and rather fluffy
Word Count: ~10K
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not mine and no money is being made.
Summary: Months after The Fall, John doesn't return from a holiday. His friends and family don't report his absence to the police. Mycroft thinks Lestrade may know why. At least that's the ostensible reason for his visit to Lestade's office.
A/N: Written for the Sherlockmas SPF to fill Prompt #39: Lestrade; upgrade to first class for
On AO3
Can be read alone. (It's also the first of several connected Mystrade stories that are set after TRF, during the Hiatus.)
Excerpt: Lestrade considered the man standing in his office. He was sure that if Sherlock wanted his brother to know he was alive and well and where he and John were, Mycroft wouldn’t be suggesting a friendly chat over dinner. Mycroft gestured towards the door as Greg stood and rounded the desk. He knew it was a dangerous move to accept, but Sherlock wasn’t the only one who loved a challenge.