#wintermystrade

This is my gift for parnassesrose for the winter mystrade event.  I'm so sorry once again for being late!!!  This is the first chapter of a 2 or 3 parts fic, I'm still not sure yet, but what I can assure you, it's there's gonna be more fluff coming this way in the next part(s) :D  

I hope you like it, it's been years since I've done chaptered fics (my muse being half-dead most of the time is not helping but I'm good at kicking it back alive haha)

You posted your gift, but I did NOT reblog it to the blog yet. This means I haven't seen it and I have you down as "did not give a gift." (Just fyi, if you haven't given anything and I see your gift creator didn't post either, I'm not going to ask them to complete anything for you. You give what you get; those who have already posted get first/only priority, tbh). 

If you don't plan on being able to post anything at all, and are thus dropping out. (Drop-outs have the same policy as above- I won't tell your creator not to post or anything, I just won't hound them to finish.)

Exception being those who have already let me know that they are going to be posting a bit late. 

For antheas-blackberry​ for the Winter Mystrade Exchange

(1698 words) by DemonicSymphony

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Sherlock (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade

Characters: Mycroft Holmes, Greg Lestrade

Additional Tags: Sickfic, POV Greg, Fluff, Caretaker Mycroft, Winter Mystrade Exchange

Summary: Greg neglects to do something he should and winds up sick... With only a little lecturing, Mycroft nurses him through it.

A gift for the absolutely amazing Gooberfeesh for the WinterMystradeExchange who wrote me the most amazing fic in return. 

I'm a little worried that this may fall a little short of what you delivered man but I hope you like it all the same. 

“Where exactly do you think you’re going?” Greg Lestrade asked, arching his brow as he glanced over the rim of his morning cup of coffee at the retreating figure before him.

Mycroft grimaced and, after clearing his throat and attempting to make himself look as presentable as possible, turned around to face the other man.

“To work, Gregory. Like I do every day at this time,” he replied calmly, raising his brows in an effort to mirror his partner’s scepticism.

Greg sniffed.

“Don’t give me that,” he retorted.  “You’re sick. We both know it.”

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

When I found out I was writing for you, communionnimrod, I was SO excited!  And then I was really nervous, as your work is so amazing and perfect and I loved reading your work over the past year with your 365 days of Mystrade.  :)

This fic has a bit of everything- adventure, BAMF Anthea, Sherlock being Sherlock, and in the end two people who love each other very much ending up in each other's arms.  :)

There will be a brief epilogue posted in the next 24 or so hours.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Greg Lestrade goes to a New Year's Eve perty at 221B and is shocked to find out the one and only consulting detective has a brother! They begin a monthly liaison to keep Sherlock as out of trouble as Sherlock can be...

A fic following the development of their friendship into something more, month by month, over the first year of their association.