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Ice - A Mycroft Holmes Love Story
0 reviewsWe all know what happens when two opposites meet, but what actually happens when two, very much alike, meet? Would they really repel each other? Or would it just elicit fires neither knew existed i...
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CHAPTER ONE
A bleak midwinter's weather took over the general atmosphere of London this Monday morning. Clouds were heavily scattered, rain threatening to pour at any minute, with the usual winter breeze and biting cold everlasting.
The cold wind instantly hit her face as she exited the house. Fastening her coat she approached the black mercedes and climbed through the open door held by her driver.
"Good morning, madam" Greeted Alfred, her personal driver, as he climbed into the driver's seat.
"Good morning Alfred" She replied impassively. He just smiled at her through the mirror before driving towards her workplace. By now Alfred had gotten used to his employer's antics. At first he'd seen her mainly as a supercilious woman, someone who deemed themselves better than everyone else. But as time passed and actions were made his original impression was altered and changed entirely, and now he has become quite fond of her.
"Care to make any stops Miss Graham?" Alfred inquired as they neared Café Néro.
"No thank you Alfred. I'll just have Philip stop by later today" She replied politely, still, remaining impassive and mastering a stoic expression. The rest of the ride was spent in comfortable silence.
Soon enough they reached the building where her private office was and once they pulled over, Alfred hurried to open the door for his employer. She thanked him as he bid her goodbye and continued to walk towards the entrance.
Julia Graham was a graceful woman, as graceful as they come. Towering over most at six feet, she maintained the figure of an ex-model, even despite her obsession with cake. At thirty four she still possessed the striking beauty she was always known for. She was dressed in a white stretch cotton bust shirt and black blazer that hugged her upper body, along with a knee-low black pencil skirt that complemented her figure nicely, plus the long coat she had managed to wear upon realising how cold the weather actually was. She entered the building through the large double doors, her head held high, her serious and poised expression unwavering.
"Good morning Miss" said Katherine, the receptionist at the desk not far from the doors, to whom Julia nodded in acknowledgement and reply.
Julia made her way towards the elevator and just as the doors had been closing, familiar dark blue eyes locked with her own and in one swift movement a black umbrella rose and the elevator doors opened once again.
"Thank you and good morning, Mr. Holmes" She greeted politely and collectedly.
"Good morning to you, Miss Graham" He inclined his head, managing a serious expression quite similar to her own.
Mycroft Holmes, also known as The British Government, stood next to her. Though he claimed in front of many to maintain a small position in the government, nothing more. Only few knew what his true capabilities were. He was not much taller than she was, towering at 6'1" with a nice figure, dashingly handsome with dark blue eyes colder than ice and a demeanor the bravest would cower upon encountering. He was dressed extravagantly as usual, in his brilliant expensive black striped suit and a bordeau-coloured cravat, his signature umbrella ever so present at his side. Mycroft Holmes feared no one, and frankly, cared for no one. With a nonchalant snap of his fingers he could wipe someone off of the face of the Earth if he wanted to, thus everyone tried to remain on his good side.
The elevator dinged as the doors opened, indicating their arrival to the eighth floor. He gestured for her to exit before him to which she muttered a quiet 'thank you' and walked out. Mycroft and Julia silently walked next to each other towards their respective offices, receiving multiple greetings from various employees on the way.
Upon arrival to their offices which were opposite each other, a silent and unspoken good bye was exchanged between them as their eyes met then each retreated to their office, but not before their eyes locked once more as both turned to close the doors.
Julia walked in to find Philip's desk empty, and continued to walk through the door that lead to her own office. Two minutes later there was a knock at Julia's door. "Come in" she answered as the door opened to reveal her assistant, Philip, holding a stack of papers.
"Good morning Miss Graham" Philip said as he walked into the room and Julia hummed in reply. He placed the stack of papers gently on her desk.
"These require your signature before Thursday and also need to be signed by Mr. Holmes so please do inform me when you're done" Philip explained "Now, coffee or tea?" He inquired with a smile. Philip Hamilton was a charming young man of twenty eight and about 5'7", with hazel eyes and black hair which was slicked back as usual, he was quite attractive. Philip, much like Alfred, had gotten used to his employer's demeanor after five years of being her trusted assistant. He always suspected that underneath that extremely hard and cold exterior, way underneath, way way underneath, there was a human heart filled with emotions.
"I believe coffee would do, thank you" She replied, scanning the papers currently in hand "But why weren't these looked up by Mr. Holmes before being sent to me? You do know we need his consent to carry on such decisions, especially after what happened three years ago with the freelance agents" Julia explained.
"Yes Miss Graham I do know that but Magg-Miss Fortworth, Mr. Holmes' assistant, told me that he specifically asked for you to review and sign them before he was to give his approval" Philip silently cursed, fully knowing that his slip-up most certainly did not go unnoticed by his highly intelligent and observant employer.
Julia was deep in thought but showed no signs of confusion as she nodded and allowed Philip to go get her coffee. Getting up from her chair she made her way towards Mycroft's office, encountering his assistant just once she was outside.
"Good morning, I need to see Mr. Holmes please" She asked Maggie Fortworth, a young girl, no more than twenty six years old, who had been working for Mycroft for the past three years.
"Just a moment please" She excused herself politely as she retreated into his office. The young girl came out a minute later. "Mr. Holmes will be seeing you now" She said with a smile and moved to continue whatever work she had been assigned, allowing her to enter his office.
Julia walked into Mycroft's office and shut the door behind her. "To what do I owe this visit, Miss Graham?" The man in question asked as he turned around in his chair to face her gesturing for her to sit in the chair opposite his desk, which she obliged.
"I wanted to know why you specifically asked for me to review the papers for the new freelance agents contracts before you approved of them" She answered.
"Ah yes, I was expecting that. Well Miss Graham, if I recall correctly, you have been working with us for the past nine years, am I correct?" He asked and she nodded in response, allowing him to continue, not failing to notice the calculating look upon her face "Well, I believe that you are quite competent to take on some of my tasks, one of those being reviewing freelance agent contracts and approving of them. You are of the most experience here and frankly, I do not trust any one else to handle such responsibility." Mycroft concluded.
Wait, did he just say he trusted her? Mycroft Holmes trusted someone? To be honest if she hadn't heard it personally from the man himself she would have scoffed, internally of course. Remaining stoic and impassive she nodded and stood up "Well Mr. Holmes, I do thank you for entrusting me to handle such a task. Now if you'll excuse me, I must get on with it" She retreated as he nodded and left his office to go back to her own.
Upon entering she noticed the cup of coffee that had been sitting on her desk and internally thanked Philip for the much needed caffeine. She couldn't help but replay the conversation as she sat down, finally deciding to push the thoughts to the back of her mind and accept the fact.
**
It was two in the afternoon when she decided to leave her office again for some fresh air. She made her way towards the elevator and just as the doors had been closing she was greeted by an all too familiar umbrella followed by an all too familiar blue eyed man. Julia and Mycroft nodded to each other as he stood next to her.
"Out for lunch I see?" He asked.
"No not quite, I mostly tend to ignore lunch. I'm just out for some fresh air, since a walk is unlikely in such weather" She replied, "What about you? Out for lunch?"
"I believe neither am I" He started "I wanted to go out for the occasional smoke, I wouldn't want the smell to linger in my office" He explained as she nodded in understanding "Care to join me, Miss Graham?"
Julia pondered his question and could think of no reason to reject "Sure, why not?" She replied as he nodded and they proceeded to walk out of the elevator, side by side.
As they exited the building Julia's face was hit by the cold weather's freezing breeze but nevertheless was pleased for it had not been raining, she never really was one to enjoy the rain. Mycroft pulled a pack of cigarrettes and a lighter from his left pocket and offered her one, which she gladly took. He lit her cigarrette then his own and inhaled deeply from it before exhaling and forming a cloud of smoke mixed with his breath condensing in the cold weather.
Mycroft and Julia stood there for a while, smoking in comfortable silence. However, it wasn't long until Julia felt the first rain drop graze her hand. Before she could say anything and in one swift movement, Mycroft's umbrella was up and open as he moved closer to her and covered both their heads. They continued to smoke together in silence as the rain poured heavily, until the pair were both done and walked back to their offices together, not a word being said as they parted.
**
As the time neared quarter to eight Julia was still seated at her desk going over the last of the paper work regarding the new CCTV advanced cameras to be installed soon.
Philip entered her office with a cup of tea in hand and placed it on her desk.
"Philip why are you still here?" She inquired.
"Well I wouldn't leave you here to do all the work now would I madam? What kind of assistant would I be if I did?" He replied with a smile.
"I do not have much to do left, so you can go pack up and leave. You're done for today. Besides, i'm probably the only one still here so it should be no problem" Julia explained, taking a sip of her tea.
"Actually Mr. Holmes is still in his office, sent his assistant home about ten minutes ago. I'm staying here should you need my hel-"
"Philip, how long have you been my assistant?" She asked sternly.
"Five years, madam" He replied cautiously.
"I believe in such a long time you will have picked up important pieces of information by now, wouldn't you?" She asked and he nodded in reply, "Well then, I believe that by now you should know that I do not take pleasure in repeating myself" She said as she watched Philip contemplate her words carefully.
"But Miss Graham-" He was immediately shut up by the glare she sent his way "Alright then, i'll be off. But please do call me should you need anything" She nodded as he made his way towards the door "And madam," Philip said, causing her to look up "Thank you"
"Go home and get some sleep, you're of no use to me tired" She waved him off and he smiled widely, knowing that this was his employer's way of caring for him.
Time passed and Julia continued her work, reading and signing numerous papers, writing reports, etc. It was about half nine when she decided she was done for the day. She left a stack of papers on the desk knowing that Philip would tend to them the next morning and called Alfred before turning her lights off. As she walked out she couldn't help but notice the faint light emerging from the office opposite hers. Was he still here?
Julia made her way towards the door and knocked, going in upon hearing a faint 'come in'. She could tell Mycroft was genuinely surprised to see her.
"Miss Graham, I thought I was the only one still here" He explained.
"I thought so as well," She replied, standing in front of his desk "Why are you still here Mr. Holmes? You could have given the extra paperwork to my assistant for me to finish" She stated politely.
"It's not really a problem, wouldn't hurt if I did some extra work every once in a while" He replied with a serious unwavering expression.
"Very well then as you wish. I wouldn't want to keep you any long-"
"Actually I was just headed out," Mycroft interrupted her, "but thank you for your concern Miss Graham" He concluded.
"You're welcome Mr. Holmes. Good bye" And just as Julia turned to leave he cleared his throat.
"Miss Graham I was actually wondering" He started albeit a bit uneasily "Would you care to join me for lunch tomorrow?" Mycroft finally asked.
It took Julia a second to take in his question before replying "I'd be honoured, Mr. Holmes" And with that she left.
Glad to find Alfred waiting for her outside, she climbed into the car in hope of getting home after a long and tiring day as she thought once more of a man named Mycroft Holmes.
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A bleak midwinter's weather took over the general atmosphere of London this Monday morning. Clouds were heavily scattered, rain threatening to pour at any minute, with the usual winter breeze and biting cold everlasting.
The cold wind instantly hit her face as she exited the house. Fastening her coat she approached the black mercedes and climbed through the open door held by her driver.
"Good morning, madam" Greeted Alfred, her personal driver, as he climbed into the driver's seat.
"Good morning Alfred" She replied impassively. He just smiled at her through the mirror before driving towards her workplace. By now Alfred had gotten used to his employer's antics. At first he'd seen her mainly as a supercilious woman, someone who deemed themselves better than everyone else. But as time passed and actions were made his original impression was altered and changed entirely, and now he has become quite fond of her.
"Care to make any stops Miss Graham?" Alfred inquired as they neared Café Néro.
"No thank you Alfred. I'll just have Philip stop by later today" She replied politely, still, remaining impassive and mastering a stoic expression. The rest of the ride was spent in comfortable silence.
Soon enough they reached the building where her private office was and once they pulled over, Alfred hurried to open the door for his employer. She thanked him as he bid her goodbye and continued to walk towards the entrance.
Julia Graham was a graceful woman, as graceful as they come. Towering over most at six feet, she maintained the figure of an ex-model, even despite her obsession with cake. At thirty four she still possessed the striking beauty she was always known for. She was dressed in a white stretch cotton bust shirt and black blazer that hugged her upper body, along with a knee-low black pencil skirt that complemented her figure nicely, plus the long coat she had managed to wear upon realising how cold the weather actually was. She entered the building through the large double doors, her head held high, her serious and poised expression unwavering.
"Good morning Miss" said Katherine, the receptionist at the desk not far from the doors, to whom Julia nodded in acknowledgement and reply.
Julia made her way towards the elevator and just as the doors had been closing, familiar dark blue eyes locked with her own and in one swift movement a black umbrella rose and the elevator doors opened once again.
"Thank you and good morning, Mr. Holmes" She greeted politely and collectedly.
"Good morning to you, Miss Graham" He inclined his head, managing a serious expression quite similar to her own.
Mycroft Holmes, also known as The British Government, stood next to her. Though he claimed in front of many to maintain a small position in the government, nothing more. Only few knew what his true capabilities were. He was not much taller than she was, towering at 6'1" with a nice figure, dashingly handsome with dark blue eyes colder than ice and a demeanor the bravest would cower upon encountering. He was dressed extravagantly as usual, in his brilliant expensive black striped suit and a bordeau-coloured cravat, his signature umbrella ever so present at his side. Mycroft Holmes feared no one, and frankly, cared for no one. With a nonchalant snap of his fingers he could wipe someone off of the face of the Earth if he wanted to, thus everyone tried to remain on his good side.
The elevator dinged as the doors opened, indicating their arrival to the eighth floor. He gestured for her to exit before him to which she muttered a quiet 'thank you' and walked out. Mycroft and Julia silently walked next to each other towards their respective offices, receiving multiple greetings from various employees on the way.
Upon arrival to their offices which were opposite each other, a silent and unspoken good bye was exchanged between them as their eyes met then each retreated to their office, but not before their eyes locked once more as both turned to close the doors.
Julia walked in to find Philip's desk empty, and continued to walk through the door that lead to her own office. Two minutes later there was a knock at Julia's door. "Come in" she answered as the door opened to reveal her assistant, Philip, holding a stack of papers.
"Good morning Miss Graham" Philip said as he walked into the room and Julia hummed in reply. He placed the stack of papers gently on her desk.
"These require your signature before Thursday and also need to be signed by Mr. Holmes so please do inform me when you're done" Philip explained "Now, coffee or tea?" He inquired with a smile. Philip Hamilton was a charming young man of twenty eight and about 5'7", with hazel eyes and black hair which was slicked back as usual, he was quite attractive. Philip, much like Alfred, had gotten used to his employer's demeanor after five years of being her trusted assistant. He always suspected that underneath that extremely hard and cold exterior, way underneath, way way underneath, there was a human heart filled with emotions.
"I believe coffee would do, thank you" She replied, scanning the papers currently in hand "But why weren't these looked up by Mr. Holmes before being sent to me? You do know we need his consent to carry on such decisions, especially after what happened three years ago with the freelance agents" Julia explained.
"Yes Miss Graham I do know that but Magg-Miss Fortworth, Mr. Holmes' assistant, told me that he specifically asked for you to review and sign them before he was to give his approval" Philip silently cursed, fully knowing that his slip-up most certainly did not go unnoticed by his highly intelligent and observant employer.
Julia was deep in thought but showed no signs of confusion as she nodded and allowed Philip to go get her coffee. Getting up from her chair she made her way towards Mycroft's office, encountering his assistant just once she was outside.
"Good morning, I need to see Mr. Holmes please" She asked Maggie Fortworth, a young girl, no more than twenty six years old, who had been working for Mycroft for the past three years.
"Just a moment please" She excused herself politely as she retreated into his office. The young girl came out a minute later. "Mr. Holmes will be seeing you now" She said with a smile and moved to continue whatever work she had been assigned, allowing her to enter his office.
Julia walked into Mycroft's office and shut the door behind her. "To what do I owe this visit, Miss Graham?" The man in question asked as he turned around in his chair to face her gesturing for her to sit in the chair opposite his desk, which she obliged.
"I wanted to know why you specifically asked for me to review the papers for the new freelance agents contracts before you approved of them" She answered.
"Ah yes, I was expecting that. Well Miss Graham, if I recall correctly, you have been working with us for the past nine years, am I correct?" He asked and she nodded in response, allowing him to continue, not failing to notice the calculating look upon her face "Well, I believe that you are quite competent to take on some of my tasks, one of those being reviewing freelance agent contracts and approving of them. You are of the most experience here and frankly, I do not trust any one else to handle such responsibility." Mycroft concluded.
Wait, did he just say he trusted her? Mycroft Holmes trusted someone? To be honest if she hadn't heard it personally from the man himself she would have scoffed, internally of course. Remaining stoic and impassive she nodded and stood up "Well Mr. Holmes, I do thank you for entrusting me to handle such a task. Now if you'll excuse me, I must get on with it" She retreated as he nodded and left his office to go back to her own.
Upon entering she noticed the cup of coffee that had been sitting on her desk and internally thanked Philip for the much needed caffeine. She couldn't help but replay the conversation as she sat down, finally deciding to push the thoughts to the back of her mind and accept the fact.
**
It was two in the afternoon when she decided to leave her office again for some fresh air. She made her way towards the elevator and just as the doors had been closing she was greeted by an all too familiar umbrella followed by an all too familiar blue eyed man. Julia and Mycroft nodded to each other as he stood next to her.
"Out for lunch I see?" He asked.
"No not quite, I mostly tend to ignore lunch. I'm just out for some fresh air, since a walk is unlikely in such weather" She replied, "What about you? Out for lunch?"
"I believe neither am I" He started "I wanted to go out for the occasional smoke, I wouldn't want the smell to linger in my office" He explained as she nodded in understanding "Care to join me, Miss Graham?"
Julia pondered his question and could think of no reason to reject "Sure, why not?" She replied as he nodded and they proceeded to walk out of the elevator, side by side.
As they exited the building Julia's face was hit by the cold weather's freezing breeze but nevertheless was pleased for it had not been raining, she never really was one to enjoy the rain. Mycroft pulled a pack of cigarrettes and a lighter from his left pocket and offered her one, which she gladly took. He lit her cigarrette then his own and inhaled deeply from it before exhaling and forming a cloud of smoke mixed with his breath condensing in the cold weather.
Mycroft and Julia stood there for a while, smoking in comfortable silence. However, it wasn't long until Julia felt the first rain drop graze her hand. Before she could say anything and in one swift movement, Mycroft's umbrella was up and open as he moved closer to her and covered both their heads. They continued to smoke together in silence as the rain poured heavily, until the pair were both done and walked back to their offices together, not a word being said as they parted.
**
As the time neared quarter to eight Julia was still seated at her desk going over the last of the paper work regarding the new CCTV advanced cameras to be installed soon.
Philip entered her office with a cup of tea in hand and placed it on her desk.
"Philip why are you still here?" She inquired.
"Well I wouldn't leave you here to do all the work now would I madam? What kind of assistant would I be if I did?" He replied with a smile.
"I do not have much to do left, so you can go pack up and leave. You're done for today. Besides, i'm probably the only one still here so it should be no problem" Julia explained, taking a sip of her tea.
"Actually Mr. Holmes is still in his office, sent his assistant home about ten minutes ago. I'm staying here should you need my hel-"
"Philip, how long have you been my assistant?" She asked sternly.
"Five years, madam" He replied cautiously.
"I believe in such a long time you will have picked up important pieces of information by now, wouldn't you?" She asked and he nodded in reply, "Well then, I believe that by now you should know that I do not take pleasure in repeating myself" She said as she watched Philip contemplate her words carefully.
"But Miss Graham-" He was immediately shut up by the glare she sent his way "Alright then, i'll be off. But please do call me should you need anything" She nodded as he made his way towards the door "And madam," Philip said, causing her to look up "Thank you"
"Go home and get some sleep, you're of no use to me tired" She waved him off and he smiled widely, knowing that this was his employer's way of caring for him.
Time passed and Julia continued her work, reading and signing numerous papers, writing reports, etc. It was about half nine when she decided she was done for the day. She left a stack of papers on the desk knowing that Philip would tend to them the next morning and called Alfred before turning her lights off. As she walked out she couldn't help but notice the faint light emerging from the office opposite hers. Was he still here?
Julia made her way towards the door and knocked, going in upon hearing a faint 'come in'. She could tell Mycroft was genuinely surprised to see her.
"Miss Graham, I thought I was the only one still here" He explained.
"I thought so as well," She replied, standing in front of his desk "Why are you still here Mr. Holmes? You could have given the extra paperwork to my assistant for me to finish" She stated politely.
"It's not really a problem, wouldn't hurt if I did some extra work every once in a while" He replied with a serious unwavering expression.
"Very well then as you wish. I wouldn't want to keep you any long-"
"Actually I was just headed out," Mycroft interrupted her, "but thank you for your concern Miss Graham" He concluded.
"You're welcome Mr. Holmes. Good bye" And just as Julia turned to leave he cleared his throat.
"Miss Graham I was actually wondering" He started albeit a bit uneasily "Would you care to join me for lunch tomorrow?" Mycroft finally asked.
It took Julia a second to take in his question before replying "I'd be honoured, Mr. Holmes" And with that she left.
Glad to find Alfred waiting for her outside, she climbed into the car in hope of getting home after a long and tiring day as she thought once more of a man named Mycroft Holmes.
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