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Title:  Separation
Summary: Mycroft has to break some unpleasant news to Lestrade.
Pairing: Mycroft/Lestrade, established relationship
Rating: PG-13, maybe R, there's nothing explicit
Warnings: Fluff alert!
Spoilers: None
Disclaimers: Not mine.  I just played matchmaker.
Author's Notes:  Just something I wrote to get over my frustration with a Sherlock/John story that will not cooperate.  This isn't really a sequel to "The Other Hand," but I meant it to be in that universe.  Not betad or brit-picked.

 

He looked up to see Mycroft's reflection staring back at him in the mirror.  He finished brushing his teeth and rinsed out his mouth under the careful scrutiny of the other man.  

"Am I especially fascinating this evening?" he asked with the start of a smile.

"No.  Not especially so."

"Then what?"

"What what?'


"Mycroft.  You're staring.  What's wrong?"


"Would you believe that I just like to look at you?"


He turned around to face the man, leaned back against the marble vanity, and answered, "Yes.  I would believe that.  I like to look at you, too.  But that's not what this is.  You’re not gazing adoringly at your husband, you’re analyzing a problem."


Mycroft crossed his arms and leaned his head against the frame of the door as he sighed, "Sometimes I think you know me far too well.”


“No.  Just well enough.  Now out with it.”


“I have something I need to tell you.  I was just trying to determine the best way to broach the subject."


"Ah.  Well, why don't you just tell me now instead of trying to strategize the hell out of me?"


“You don't like it when I do that, do you?"


"No, I don’t.  So just spit it out.  It can't be that bad.  I mean, it's not is it?  It's not something awful is it?  You're not sick or something?" he asked with a hint of alarm creeping into his voice.


"No, no.  It's nothing like that," he replied as he pinched the bridge of his nose.  "I'm fine.  I promise."

Some of the tension eased out of Greg's shoulders, and he relaxed again back against the sink.  "Jesus, don't scare me like that.  Honestly, Myc-"

"I have to leave, and I’m going to be gone for three months,” he blurted out.


Greg blinked as he processed that statement.  "You have to leave."

"For three months, yes.  Maybe longer.  Hopefully not, but I can't make any promises."

"Three months?"

"I knew you wouldn't like this."

"Of course, I don't like it!" he said a little more forcefully than he'd intended.  He took a deep breath and tilted his head to stare at the ceiling.  "Just...just give me a minute."


"I knew you would be upset.  This is why I've avoided telling you.  I kept telling myself that I was just waiting for a good opportunity to bring up the subject, but I wasn't.  It’s just been simple avoidance.  I don't want to go.  I did everything within my power to keep this from happening.  But it is a crucial matter, Gregory.  I'm needed.  Me.  I have to be the one to handle this."  The man was practically babbling.  


Greg tilted his head back down to look at him again, "That's not really giving me a minute."


Mycroft turned so that he was standing sideways in the doorway, still leaning against the frame.  He looked at Greg out of the corner of his eye.  "I don't suppose it is.  I'll just go...," he trailed off as he waived his hand in the direction of their bedroom.  


Before he could turn to walk away, Greg said, "I'm not cross with you, you know?  I knew this was coming.  I know that you've been rearranging things at work so that you can be at home more.  I guess I just hoped you'd figure out a way to keep that up a little while longer."

 
"I had hoped so, too."  He swiveled his head around to face Greg again.  "I truly do not wish to do this."

Greg sighed and gave him a little nod.  "Will you be able to call, or is this going to be very James Bond?"


Mycroft smiled at him, rather his mouth smiled, it didn't quite reach his eyes.  "No.  No James Bond.  I should be able to call and email.  All the usual things.  I'm just going to be very busy and very...well, very not here, I suppose," he finished, eyebrows downturned with a pinched look of consternation he sometimes got when he was dealing with something unpleasant. Sherlock saw it fairly often, but it rarely surfaced in Greg’s presence.


"Right.  Okay.  But calling is good.  Email is good.  I can handle that.  We can handle that.  It's only three months.  That’s just ninety days. That seems like forever right now, but it won't be.  Besides, you know how things go.  We'll both be busy, and the time will just fly by.   Hell, it’s already March and I barely feel like Christmas is over."  He didn't know which of them he was trying to reassure, but thankfully Mycroft was willing to play along.


"Absolutely.  I’m sure you’re right."


"When do you leave?"


Mycroft winced but didn't answer.


"Mycroft,”  he warned.   “When do you leave?"


Mycroft cleared his throat and kept his gaze somewhere in the direction of the shower as he answered, "Day after."


"Shit!"  Greg exclaimed as he stood up straight.    Now he was angry.  “And you're just now telling me?  Damn it!”


"I told you I'd been avoiding this.  I just didn't want-"


"Stop it."  Greg had fisted his hands and was standing with them on his hips in a rather aggressive pose.  He was the one staring now, until Mycroft finally brought his eyes up to meet his gaze.  He had no idea what Greg saw as he looked back, but, whatever it was, it seemed to diffuse his ire.  His arms dropped down to hang at his side and his posture slumped a bit.


"I should have told you sooner, obviously."


"You think?  Jesus.  I...You know what?  Never mind.  I don't want to be mad at you.  I don't.  You're leaving very soon, and I don't want to spend what little time we have pissed-off at you."  Greg clenched his jaw and breathed in and out a few times through his nose.  He opened his mouth a couple of times, then shut it without speaking.  He squeezed his temples with the thumb and forefinger of his right hand, hiding his eyes as he finally added, "Don't do this to me again.  That's all I ask."


"I can't do that.  You know quite well that this is part of it."


Greg's head popped up from his hand, "Not the leaving, you idiot.  The not telling.  Don't put me, don't put
us, in this position again.  I mean it."

"Oh.  That I can do.  I'm afraid I've been a bit of a coward about this."


"I'm afraid you're right.  But I get it.  I wouldn't have wanted to tell you, either."


"Do you think this will ever be any easier?"

"God, it'd better.  But, yeah, yeah I do.  We're still new, Mycroft, so it's hard to think about being separated right now.  But give it a few years, we'll probably be glad for the break."

"I somehow doubt that," he countered as he turned his body back toward Greg's and stood up straight in the doorway.

Greg nodded as he said, "Yeah, I do, too.  But it won't always be like this either."

"No."  And he finally walked into the bathroom to stand before Greg.  He put one hand on his hip and cupped the back of his head in the other.  Then he gave him a very soft, very apologetic kiss.  He pulled back and then moved in again to place several more chaste, close-mouthed kisses on Greg's lips.  And then his cheeks, his chin, his eyelids.  Until he finally rested his lips against his forehead and stayed there a minute, breathing in the scent of Greg's soap and shampoo and the hint of the toothpaste he'd just used.  


Greg reached forward to wrap his arms around Mycrofts's waist and leaned in, squeezing him tightly, pulling his head away from those lips to bury his face in the soft curve of the other man's neck.  Then Greg kissed him back, fluttering the same sort of kisses on his neck and shoulder, under his jaw and behind his ear.  Mycroft had put his own arms around Greg's shoulders and was holding him tightly, too.  Greg kissed him one final time on his temple, savoring the feel of the short hair there brushing against his mouth.  Then he murmured against his skin, "Let's go to bed, hmm?"


Mycroft reached  behind himself to grip Greg's hands in his own and bring their arms back down to their sides.  Greg felt a long, soft finger brush along the pulse point on his wrist.  Then Mycroft joined their hands together in front of him and brought them up to his mouth where he placed a few delicate kisses along the back of Gregory's left hand.  He looked up at Greg through his lashes as he stuck out the very tip of his tongue and ran  it over every vein, around every knuckle, dipped it in between the fingers to ghost across the thin web of skin there, and licked a deliberate curve over the band on his ring finger.  Greg soon realized what he was doing.  He was mapping his hand.  Committing the taste and the feel and  the scent of every millimeter to memory for when he didn't have access to the real thing.  He looked past Mycroft's shoulder to the bed in the dim room beyond and envisioned his entire body receiving the same treatment.  He felt his skin flush and a shiver pass through him at the thought.  


Mycroft finally lifted his head from their hands and took in Greg's steadily growing arousal.  Then he answered, "Yes.  Let's go to bed.  I need to touch you.  I need to-"


"I know what you need," Greg interrupted as he tugged at Mycroft's hand and started pulling him toward the door.  He heard a soft chuckle from behind.  "Come on," he urged as they walked toward their bed, "we don't have much time, you know?"  Greg let his hand go, pulled off his shirt, slithered out of his boxers, then fell back onto the mattress.  He opened his arms and spread his legs wide in invitation.  "Come on, Mycroft.  Get down here and give me something to get me through the next three months."


So he did.
 

Much later,  as they lay in the afterglow, cuddled together with Greg's head on Mycroft's chest, Greg heard a rather dreamy voice remark, "You know we'll have tomorrow night, too, Gregory.  I was thinking, if you are amenable,  perhaps we might record-"

"God, you and your damn cameras,” Greg rumbled back before the man could finish that sentence.   “Just go to sleep, Mycroft."


After several minutes though, it was clear that Mycroft wasn't going to relax into sleep anytime soon.  Greg finally sighed and said, "Oh, stop pouting.  I didn't say I wouldn't do it.  I just don't want to talk about it right now."


He felt the other man smile into his hair, place a light kiss on the crown of his head, and whisper, "Thank you."


"You're welcome, you voyeuristic bastard."


"You know you look terribly good on screen.  You're really quite photogenic, Gregory.  I'm not the only one who thinks so, either.  I have noticed Anthea peeking over my shoulder more than once..."


Greg just rolled over on top of him and shut him up the best way he knew how.  Neither of them went to sleep for a very long time.

 

 

Date: 2011-03-01 09:39 pm (UTC)
ext_24392: (SH - BBC - GL_MH - Megan-moonlight)
From: [identity profile] random-nexus.livejournal.com
SQUEEEE! This was lovely! *bounces* Oh, I'm grinning so hugely!
XD

Date: 2011-03-02 04:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Muchas gracias! You're so nice with your story appropriate icon. Awesomeness.

Date: 2011-03-01 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shouldboverthis.livejournal.com
I do love how you keep pulling me back into this pairing! Because they ARE real in this.

Date: 2011-03-02 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
That's so wonderful. I know these two are a stretch for a lot of people. I'm glad it's believable(ish) for you. Thanks!

Date: 2011-03-01 11:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kirakira-nanoda.livejournal.com
Awww, that was lovely! Normally I don't really like Mystrade fics because Mycroft usually ends up a bit too OC for me, but you write him so well in these! Well done!

Date: 2011-03-02 04:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you! I know this Mycroft isn't the gun-wielding bad-ass of your dreams, but I'm glad you don't think he's too OC.

Date: 2011-03-02 12:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fengirl88.livejournal.com
"You're welcome, you voyeuristic bastard."

now that's what I call pillow talk...

very nice!

Date: 2011-03-02 04:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2011-03-02 12:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blooms84.livejournal.com
Love, love, love the sound, the feel, the look of these two together, even when they're in a small crisis like this. Greg wins points as the grownup this time. Delightful in every single way, this story. I can see how it would help you out of any S/J writing drama you're in. <3<3<3

Date: 2011-03-02 04:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Ugh! S/J drama blows. That's why I love these two. I'm so glad you enjoyed this. Thank you for the lovely comment!

Date: 2011-03-02 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] senket.livejournal.com
Oh god, Anthea. (I may have giggled. Shh)

Date: 2011-03-02 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
I may have giggled when I wrote it. ;-D Thanks for reading!

Date: 2011-03-02 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] morganstuart.livejournal.com
Oh, this is lovely.

Date: 2011-03-02 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2011-03-02 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bwblack.livejournal.com
Really nice job on both characters here. Really like that. Wonder what kind of email/phone calls they'd make over a 3 month absence.... but anyway, lovely!

And the camera thing, HAH!

Date: 2011-03-02 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you! Someone else suggested writing about what they record, but I'm not the best at writing smut with this pair. But I sure do like to think about it. XD

Date: 2011-03-02 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darthhellokitty.livejournal.com
Oh! That really IS waiting til the last minute! But it's very understandable. I'm glad Greg's decided not to be mad for those two days they have left!

Date: 2011-03-02 04:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
I was leery of writing chicken!Mycroft, but I could really see him avoiding the heck out of this. Thank you for reading and commenting!

Date: 2011-03-02 03:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stellary.livejournal.com
So much cute.
Just make sure the footage doesn't get leaked. Or let Anthea get a hold of it. XP

Date: 2011-03-02 04:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you! But I wouldn't mind if the footage got leaked. I wouldn't mind at all. XD

Date: 2011-03-02 09:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lygtemanden.livejournal.com
Aww. That was the sweetest thing in like, ever! Maybe Lestrade can come and visit Mycroft while he is away.

Thank you for sharing this!

Date: 2011-03-02 07:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you for such a kind comment!

Date: 2011-03-07 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weefreethings.livejournal.com
There you go! A sequel prompt! Yay! We just need to find you some more spare time to write it, along with all of your other WiPs!!!

Date: 2011-03-07 05:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Oddly enough, I have had a lot of spare time lately, but I'm afraid that's about to change. Sigh...stupid real life so gets in the way of all the things I actually enjoy. *shakes fist at RL*

Date: 2011-03-02 02:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blooms84.livejournal.com
oh yeah, and I forgot to ask: Please post Mycroft's video--in fact his entire Lestrade video library--as soon as it's available.

Date: 2011-03-02 07:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Hee hee! God, don't I wish. No really, I wish. I need that on DVD and Blu ray. XD

Date: 2011-03-02 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] minerva-holmes.livejournal.com
Oh, this is just lovely. I agree with everyone else who has commented thus far re: how in character Mycroft and Lestrade are in this. I think you write these two so well, and you never cease to make my day just that little bit brighter with gorgeous Mystrade. Thanks!

Date: 2011-03-02 07:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Aw, I'm so glad I could brighten your day. That brightens my day in turn. We are a circle of brightness! ;D Thank you so much for the lovely comment!

Date: 2011-03-02 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] megan-moonlight.livejournal.com
It was wonderful! Do you know how much I love your Lestrade/Mycroft fics? I seriously want to hug you!

The best pillow talk EVER, I say. And they both should think about how good it'll be to make up when Mycroft will be back! XD

Date: 2011-03-03 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Aww, hugs are much appreciated! I'm ever so glad you liked this. BTW, aren't you the one with the Red theme on your LJ? I finally got it from Redbox (RL was being awful while it was in theatres)and it's the best damn thing I've seen in FOREVER. I immediately went and bought the DVD. I could eat Karl Urban with a spoon, but the whole movie and everyone in it were brilliant. The most underrated movie in years. So now I'm totally jealous of your LJ. ;DD

Date: 2011-03-03 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] megan-moonlight.livejournal.com
Yup, that's me! I couldn't resist this movie's awesomeness and I just had to express it somehow XD

Karl Urban is pretty much awesome in every movie he appears in (CRUUUUSH <3 I love this guys so much!) but RED always will have a special place in my head <333 Every character, the whole cast, EVERYTHING is perfect. I I'm pretty sure I ship everybody/everybody XDDDD Lately I keep reading Frank/William fics all the time XDD And Ivan/Victoria is totally my favourite canon couple since... a very long time. I rarely like canon couples, but they were just too adorable together to resist <333

I'm so very glad you like the movie! <3333

Date: 2011-03-02 11:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kotay3.livejournal.com
This is just so cute, I really like the way you write Mycroft/Lestrade.
I'd love to get a hold of the video;)

Date: 2011-03-03 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Oh, thank you! And I'd love to get that video, too. I like just thinking about that video. XD

Date: 2011-03-03 08:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chef-hector.livejournal.com
*bounce*

Love it love it love it. I was going to bed then I decided to stalk lovingly look through your journal.It inspires me to work on mine...which I am stuck on.

<3

Date: 2011-03-03 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
That may be the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me! I'm grinning like a loon. And getting stuck SUCKS. I wrote this because I was stuck on another story and had to go put it in the time-out chair for awhile. So I feel your pain.

Date: 2011-03-04 07:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chef-hector.livejournal.com
*grins*
Anytime! I really do love your fics. So I just assume that means you are ok with the lj stalking :)

Date: 2011-03-04 04:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
I approve wholeheartedly of the stalking. You're nobody till somebody stalks you! ;DD

Date: 2011-03-03 12:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lmusic.livejournal.com
EEEE oh lovely.

Will there be a sequel?

Date: 2011-03-03 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you! I don't know if there will be a sequel per se. But I do have this certain universe in my head that this particular Mystrade occupies. So, there will definitely be more stories from this universe, but they may not specifically refer back to this story. I think I just confused myself. TL:DR Maybe. ;DDDD

Date: 2011-03-03 03:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sc010f.livejournal.com
*comes over all melty*

LOVELY!

Date: 2011-03-03 08:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2011-03-03 10:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ilovewales.livejournal.com
My day was good, and you just made it even better.
Oh I love love love this in so many ways but right now I feel to warm and fuzzy to care.
Wonderful fic, more? Please? (I will beg... :P )
T

Date: 2011-03-04 04:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm glad I was able to make your day better and glad it was already good. And there will be more. I'm finishing the Sherlock/John story that had me so frustrated I had to write this story, but then I'm sure I'll be back for my Mystrade. I can't seem to leave them alone. :D

Date: 2011-03-04 02:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] himawarivy.livejournal.com
So lovely! It is always a great joy to read your Mystrade fic.
*God, you and your damn cameras * Can't stop giggling on this line. I guess Mycroft must have a personal collection of Lestrade's footage on CCTV. XD
Really want to read more about what Mycroft would do after his back!

Date: 2011-03-04 04:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you! It's always a joy to read your comments in return. I am thinking of a sequel now that so many people seem to want one. We'll see... ;DD

So cute!

Date: 2011-03-07 02:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weefreethings.livejournal.com
Mycroft's alarming (but believable!) kink & Lestrade's unflappable responses are just great! XD And Mycroft's efforts to break the news and Lestrade's efforts not to be mad at him are incredibly funny and sad at the same time.

Re: So cute!

Date: 2011-03-07 05:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lucybun.livejournal.com
Thank you! I have told you that you give awesomely thoughtful comments, haven't I? If not, then I should have, because you do. Thank you, again.

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