John Watson (
ihadabadday
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2019-02-20 06:18 am (UTC)
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John pulled his hands away from Anthea and smiled at her. He turned to face Mycroft. He let out a breath and stared at the man.
"Lancelot..." he whispered to the man. There was power behind those words.
He wasn't going to play this game. John had a mission and he was going to drag Mycroft kicking and screaming.
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"Lancelot..." he whispered to the man. There was power behind those words.
He wasn't going to play this game. John had a mission and he was going to drag Mycroft kicking and screaming.