Forbidden Flower of Moriarty || Moriarty the Patriot Fanfiction ||

Chapter 39: Return

Moran had stated previously that he also pledged his self to her. Meaning, anything Elise would ask him is something he has to obey without any second thoughts, and this is by his own volition. But she turned him down and asked him to follow William's will instead of adding hers.

Then on the day William "died", it was also the day Moran disappeared.

Bond heard the bells from the front door chime, an indication someone entered the building.

"I wonder who it is." Moneypenny slightly frowned. "We don't have any appointments today. I already told them that we won't have any guests during a meeting."

The blue-eyed blond stood from his seat. "Let me check it out."

"That's strange. Is someone perhaps lost and is looking for directions?" Elise wonders after Bond left.

"No matter who it is, Bond will take care of it." Louis says.

After a few minutes, the door opened. Moneypenny was about to thank Bond for taking care of it when the figure who entered the room was the one they never expected to come back.

Louis' ruby red eyes widened in surprise. "Sherlock Holmes..."

Elise's hands slightly twitched when she saw the raven haired detective, who now sports longer hair that reached almost the middle of his back. She was honestly relieved to see him alive and well but, it looks like he came here alone.

Slight disappoint is what she felt when she saw that William is not with him, though she didn't show it to her face.

The room was silent for a few moments when the two Holmes stared at each other, making the atmosphere a little tense. Mycroft then took a step towards him.

"Ani-" Sherlock was about to speak first but the older went to the tea set next to him and poured more milk in to the cup of tea.

Nothing was out of the ordinary, but then Sherlock noticed his older brother spilled some milk he was pouring on the table.

Mycroft's expression didn't even waver as he drank the tea calmly, though his hands were subtly shaking, as if he was holding back his emotions.

Elise was seated a bit farther from where the two were at, but from the conversation she and the older Holmes shared before, she knew that right now, Mycroft was relieved to see his younger brother alive more than ever. Probably to the point of almost crying in relief.

Seeing his brother in that kind of state, Sherlock lightly punched his shoulder.

"I'm sorry..." He began. "For being silent... All this time... I'm really sorry... aniki."

"...Sherly," Mycroft placed the teacup back to the table before continuing. "That fact that you survived... And you are alive... Just being able to know that fact, it really made me happy."

He faced his younger brother with a relieved smile, in which Sherlock also returned the gesture with a smile. Though it it faded as he apologized again.

"...I'm so sorry... For everything. I mean it."

The older Holmes chuckled as he pulled out a napkin from his pocket. "That's enough, I don't mind."

He wiped the spilled milk off the table before telling him. "What matters is you come back to me, alive. More importantly..."

Mycroft did not miss the eyes coming from the MI6 members, particularly Louis. He was almost boring holes to Sherlock's skull as his eyes speaks everything he wanted to ask.

"...That day, you fell down the Thames River with William-nii-san..." Louis began. "...And now... You're the only one standing in front of us like this. Can you... please explain?"