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partners in crime chapter 9: in memory of new friends and old Part 1
it had been two months sine the week Anthea spent at Mycroft’s house. the day had started off fairly normal. Anthea got up made tea, got dressed, cursed her door for not locking properly, cursed the London traffic in her car and when she got to the office she made tea for her and her boss and then went to catch up on Sherlocks CCTV surveillants. “what?” Anthea said looking back over the last half an hour of tapes. “oh Mycroft is going to have a fit over this” Anthea said smiling and standing up with sherlocks file. She knocked on the door and waited a second before entering the inner office. once she was in she closed the door behind her and stood in front of Mycroft’s desk. she waited until he had finished looking at the computer and put his hands together on the table before she started to speak “sir, theres been a development” Mycroft sat back in his chair and crossed his arms obviously expecting the worst ‘whats my brother done this time?” Anthea broke into a small smile as she passed over the file “well sir, he’s gotten himself a flatmate. A Doctor John Watson. Army doctor. honourable discharge from Afghanistan due to a shoulder injury. studied at Barts and quite honestly sir I think he’s the best thing for your brother since we put him under round the clock surveillants” Mycroft studied the file as he spoke “well if he’s going to be my brothers new flatmate then we’re going to have to put him through the test” he then got up and walked out of the office “do we have too sir” Anthea called out after him as she followed “i can’t be bothered to act mysterious today”
an hour later and Anthea was picking john up “hello” john said, Anthea looked at him trying to keep the facade of ‘i don’t care’ “hi” she said and then turned back to her phone
id be careful if i was you sir, this ones a talker
A.
oh god no, not another one. please tell me miss James what about my brother attracts ‘chatty’ people
MH.
“whats your name then” god this was going to be a long drive
“uh… Anthea”
“is that your real name”
well at least he’s not completely stupid sir,
A.
“no” she said smiling at the other occupant of the car. “I’m John” Anthea smiled again and said “i know” as silence crept back into the car Anthea got another text
well at least he knows his own name.
MH.
be nice, I think I’m starting to like him
A.
“any point in asking were I’m going?” Anthea let out a breath and smiled at John “none at all. John”
After the meeting was finished and John was taken back to baker street Anthea walked back into the office and flopped into one of Mycroft’s chairs opposite his desk. she then pulled out her phone and began to go through next weeks meetings “on Monday we’ve got a rather tedious meeting with the prime minister. can i be excused from that one?” Anthea asked looking up from her phone “why” her boss said smiling slightly “you know why sir” she moaned rolling her eyes “every time I see him he asks me if i can go and get his dry cleaning as well because ‘my PA’s not nearly as pretty as you darling’” Mycroft was still chuckling when he said that he’d have a talk with the prim minister about it “Tuesdays pretty busy, we have 5 meetings and a conference call with the Russian Ambassador plus-“ Anthea stopped dead which made Mycroft look up from the file on his desk “Anthea?” she snapped out of it just in time to reply with “you’re brother’s gone missing”
20 minutes later and they where standing outside a crime scene watching the detective and the doctor walk away “well my dear, what do you think of the Doctor” she looked up form her phone to smile at her boss “I think we should get back to the office before you turn green with envy sir.” Mycroft glared at his assistant as he replied “miss James for your sake I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.” Anthea slipped into the back seat and went back into serious mode “you right sir my apologies”
the car had been going for 5 minutes before Anthea got a phone call. she answered with the same tone she answered every phone call and she put on the same bored expression she did for every phone call, however this phone call was different “miss Alyssa Jamerson?” the man on the other end of the phone said. strange she thought, she quickly glanced over to her boss with a worried expression which he caught. barely anyone knew her name, her real name so she was on edge from the start “yes this is she”
“I’m sorry to have to tell this to you over the phone ma’am but we didn’t know your home address” 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 seconds went by without Anthea breathing until she finally let out a shuddery breath into the phone in her hand. “I’m sorry, who’s speaking”
“this is General Albert Smith ma’am we were told to contact you as well as lieutenant Williams’ family in case of an incident” when Anthea didn’t reply the general carried on “Lieutenant Williams went on patrol 52 hours ago, theres was an explosion and I’m afraid to say that he’s been considered MIA.” …
to be continued