DI Lestrade

Detective Inspector Lestrade: still sexy, no longer newly single, and well paid.

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Oh…

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He hasn’t changed…!

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Sorry guys and gals

Hey guys so I just got back to school and this semester is going to be extremely busy for me (I am not sure how I'm going to get all this done to be honest) so unfortunately I have to put this account into a hiatus until break or a time when I feel I can focus enough energy to it. 

I'll probably still stalk you all (I do that, just so you know) so if you want, feel free to send me a message at any time. Also if anyone wants my skype/email just ask and you can have it. 

And just because, my personal is here. 

Kay that is all. I love you all and I apologize to everyone I was RPing with. 

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Goodbye

"I might be a bit late for our date tonight. Sorry, last minute case popped up. I’ll make it up to you though, promise." 

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Goodbye

"I guess you're in a meeting or something. I'm just calling to let you know I'm going to be home early- we found our murderer and they sent us home- so I'm stopping by that Italian restaurant down the street and getting us some dinner. Figured we could both do with a lazy afternoon at home. Don't worry I won't forget the breadsticks this time. Call me if you want me to pick anything else while I'm out. Love you." 

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BYEBYE!!!! ehehehe

"Oh for God's sake! Can't you answer your bloody phone at least once?! I've been calling you for the past three hours! We need you at this crime scene. It's not looking good... Oh who am I kidding, you won't even see this. Just... get back to me when you get this, yeah? The sooner the better." 

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Send me "Goodbye" for the last voice message my muse leaves for yours before they die.

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✿

16: neck kiss

Greg slowly and tiredly opened his eyes as he felt the bed dip slightly. It took him a few seconds to realize exactly what he was seeing, but when he saw his fiancé's exhausted yet smiling face next to him he have the man a tired smile of his own. 

"'llo" He greeted, the word slurred with sleep as he tried to brink himself to alertness. 

"Sorry to wake you up." Mycroft said with a sheepish smile- one Greg knew only he was privy to. 

"I don't mind." He mumbled as he wrapped his arms around Mycroft's waist and pulled him close, shifting until he had his face buried in the taller man's neck. Breathing in his lovers scent he sighed in contentment and closed his eyes. "I like knowing you're here." His words were more likely than not just a mumble to Mycroft, but he was too tired to care. Sleep was calling him again and he didn't even have the energy to keep his eyes open any longer. "Love you." Was the last thing he said and with a soft press of his lips to the soft skin of Mycroft's neck he drifted off. 

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He’s so dishy! -MG

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Cause Why Not?

send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number

1: aggressive kiss

2: all over kiss

3: back kiss

4: cheek kiss

5: eyelid kiss

6: fingers kiss

7: firm kiss

8: first kiss

9: forehead kiss

10: french kiss

11: gentle kiss

12: ghost kiss

13: hand kiss

14: jawline kiss

15: last kiss

16: neck kiss

17: rain kiss

18: stomach kiss

19: underwater kiss

20: upside down kiss

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"I would never disregard the laws, Inspector." She replied cheekily before winking at him. She really hadn’t broken any major laws. Well…except for committing homicide. She had shot the cabbie, but no one knew about that except for Sherlock and that’s all that would know. He wouldn’t tell anyone so she was safe. Besides that, they really hadn’t done much in the way of breaking major federal laws. "Well, you are a braver soul than I, I suppose." She smiled before taking her cup to refill it again.

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"I would never dare imply you would, Doctor." Greg replied solemnly as he lightly tapped his mug and tried to look as serious as possible. He lifted up his tea, finishing it off. He was happy he'd swallowed by the time she spoke again as the snort of amusement he couldn't suppress would have ended with tea up his nose otherwise. "I'm sorry. I just never expected someone to declare that as brave. I'm far to used to it being 'foolish'." 

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Just Another Day's Work

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Jo huffed softly and reached for his hand, holding it gently. Her own hands were trembling, and she wasn’t sure whether this was due to the possible hemorrhage or fear. 

She nodded slowly, before turning to Greg. “I take it you know what this means, right?” Jo didn’t say what she wanted to, but it hung heavy in the air. She could die. At the very least, she needed surgery. I don’t want to die, Greg. I know what it’s like to almost die, and I don’t want to go through that again. Jo would never speak those words out loud though. She had never been one to talk about her feelings. 

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Greg didn't even notice as Natalie left them, his whole focus on Jo and the slight tremor he could feel as she held his hand. "Yeah." He answered her question with an accompanying nod as he covered her hand with both of his. "It mean's it's a bit not good, doesn't it?" He asked with a sad smile as he used the phrase he'd heard her tell Sherlock multiple times. 

Oh god, this meant she could die. As that realization swept over him Greg felt his knees go weak for a second before he regained control of himself. No. He would be strong now. No use worrying over things that they weren't even sure of yet. And even if it turned out that she did have a hemorrhage then Greg was going to make sure she was okay, and that included not showing his own fear. 

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M!A! Five Year Old - Open Starter

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"Yuck! I don’s like vegetables. I’ve never tried olives though. Mum has them sometimes though. She says you can’t have a good vodka martini without an olive. And I don’t think I’d like one of those, either. She says they’re for adults, anyway," she shrugged, turning back round to resume people watching. 

She wondered if Greg drank. Jo was aware that people did, especially her mother, but she didn’t know that it wasn’t impossible not to drink too much, or to become dependent on it. No, that was a new concept to her, and she narrowed her eyes at some of the diners who had glasses of wine beside them. 

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"They are for adults, but to be honest they're not that good either. Almost as bad as sardines." He confided in her, trying to keep his voice light even as he allowed himself a small frown while she was turned away. He knew about Jo's sister's drinking habits and that had always made him curious about her parents. The fact that her mum drank in front of her five year old daughter just didn't stir well with Greg. He was hesitant to ask... Jo wouldn't appreciate him digging about her past, but he was taking care of her younger self... Maybe he should ask? 

Then again he didn't really need to, did he? Not with what Jo had already said about having to take her of her sister and being home. He didn't need to be Sherlock to figure out that one. He wouldn't ask, he decided. It was Jo's past and there was no point in bringing it up now. The best thing Greg could do was distract little Jo and let her experience a free, fun afternoon without any worries. "Olives and sardines are the worst. Trust me." He said instead. 

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Just Another Day's Work

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Oh. Wait. That was bad. Jo’s mind cleared a little as she heard the symptoms being rattled off. “Double vision and nausea, yeah,” she muttered, looking at Greg, wanting to reach out and take his hand. He was the only one that wasn’t quite aware of the danger she was in. The look on this face showed that he knew it wasn’t good news though. 

"You’re thinking hemorrhage, aren’t you?" She asked quietly, knowing that if she was right, there was a one in five chance that she could die. 

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Greg saw the look Jo gave him and automatically moved closer to her, putting a hand on her shoulder, more to reassure himself than her to be honest. That's when he heard her question. He couldn't quite contain his small gasp and the automatically tightening of his hand. No. Greg knew enough to know that a hemorrhage was bad. Really bad. 

And it appeared as though Jo had been right because Natalie nodded. "Yes. But there's no way of knowing for sure until we run some tests. I'm going to go request an MRI scan so we can make sure." She stated witha grim look.

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Just Another Day's Work

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Jo leaned against the pillows, which were miraculously comfortable, considering the cut backs that had recently had to be made in the NHS, and sighed, looking at Greg as a child would, eyes wide and fearful. She was far more comfortable looking after other people, and hated to be looked after herself. 

"Er. I’m not really sure. Every time I get a grip on my thoughts they seem to disappear," she giggled, holding her hands out in front of them and admiring them under the harsh hospital strip lights. 

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Greg watched as Natalie frowned and consulted the chart for a second before reaching out and taking a hold of Jo's hands, lowering them. "You're also slurring your speech, have lost balance and coordination, and just suffered a head injury. Tell me, any numbness or tingling? Loss of vision? Nausea?" She asked as she took out a small light and shone it into Jo's eyes, slowly moving it from left to right. Her frown deepened and Greg grew even more concerned. 

This did not look too good, he thought as he felt a weight settling in his stomach. That look was never a good sign on a Doctor, especially after a head injury.