In The Shadows

"some things harder than others." She admitted. "But then it gets easier the more it's done."

Lucas nodded. "That is true. Some things are harder than others." He told her. He glanced around before looking back at Jo. "Like people realizing I am not like him." He added.

"How did you find it? It can be a little weird at first."

"How did I fine the physical stuff in training?" He asked. "I mean, I was in the army so in some ways it was like that." Lucas said. "How about you?"

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"it's strange, honestly, seeing the Same face, same name, but different person." She explained, putting the other half , wrapped, back in her pocket.

"Have you done any physical stuff in training yet?"

"I can't say I have had someone say that to me before. But I guess I haven't worked somewhere my brother worked before." He added. Lucas nodded. "Just all the usual stuff that they do before starting here."

"You really didn't know Your brother did this?" She asked after a quiet moment, breaking off half tyr KitKat and offering him the other half.

"Work here? Or what he did that people didn't realize?" Lucas asked. "I didn't know either. I hadn't spoken to him for years, so I had no clue at all." He said and shook his head when she offered him some. "No thanks."

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Anthea looked satisfied when he finally took the drink. He hadn’t needed to drink to pass a test or anything but it did give a good measure of how his previous conversation was affecting him. “ You’re welcome, ” she murmured, watching him.

The dark haired woman leaned back in his chair, watching him over her glass. “ They’ll be watching you. Extra carefully , for the first while. Being a new recruit with a troubled brother tends to set off a few alarms. But they also like to make themselves look good after screwing up royally so you’ll probably be held to a higher standard. I do hope you’re ready. ”

She almost felt bad for him. The department would definitely be trying to suck up to Mycroft since they’d messed up with ‘Lucas North’, hence why she was there. Anthea had seen the man a handful of times but never really formed a full opinion since she and her boss hadn’t really worked with him much during his stint.

Lucas had noticed the look of satisfaction on her face when he took it. Was she thinking that if he hadn't taken it from her and not had any then it was like he was letting any feelings about what he had been told build up. He looked at the glass before looking back at her.

When he had come in here, he had planned to sit at his desk. He was polite enough that he wasn't going to kick her out of the chair now. "I am not at all surprised to hear that. Harry did say they did do more checks on me before I got this job. But I can understand them watching me, now I know what went on. Or kind of know."

This wasn't what he had wanted for his first day at work. To know he would be watched more than the others. Lucas was so angry at his brother right now. He placed the glass down on his desk.

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"Most of this newer crowd aren't bad, and once you meet everyone, you'll find your people." She smiled gently

Lucas listened to Jo. "Maybe not. But I think it will take them time getting to know me." He said. After what he had found out, it wouldn't be a surprise to him if that was the case.

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Lucas looked at the bottle she was motioning to that was on the desk. He then looked back at her. "Thank you. But I might wait until after to have some." He told her.

As she asked of there was any questions that Harry couldn't answer for him, Lucas shook his head. "To be fair, I am still getting my head around it all. So I don't even know what questions I want answered at the moment." He said. Seeing the drink she was holding out, he changed his mind at took it from her, taking a sip of it. "Nice to meet you too, Anthea." He replied. "And thanks for that."

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It wouldn’t be long now. Lucas Bateman had shown up this morning for his first day at MI5. He’d spent the last hour or so in Harry’s office being told the story of his brother’s recent…time at the department. And his past time at the department. And his secret other life. It was a lot for anyone to take in let alone a new agent on his first day but it had to be done.

While waiting for the newcomer to enter his office, Anthea kept up with her emails and texts. There were a number of bored texts she’d started to type to her boss’ brother to amuse herself.

‘ How are the goldfish, William? ’

‘Did you really eat that horrible pasta from Lionni’s last night? ’

She sent them between emails she’d needed to answer. The younger Holmes hadn’t answered so she assumed he was either passed out or still on his most recent case.

The talk with Harry really seemed to be taking a while.

She was running out of things to do. Lucas’ office wasn’t set up with any personal belongings yet so she didn’t have anything fun to play with. And her emails were finally all caught up.

Sitting in his chair, she was taking a sip from one of the glasses she’d poured when the door finally opened.

“ I trust Harry caught you up to speed on everything? ” She asked the newcomer. She didn’t even bat an eye at his familiar appearance. Lifting the second glass up towards him she shook it slightly. “ You look like you could use a drink. Compliments of The Government. ”

Lucas couldn't say that he had ever thought he would do this job. He had gone to university. Once he graduated, he actually went on to join the army. He could have joined straight after leaving school but it wasn’t something that had crossed his mind until his last year at university. That was his life for quite a few years before he left. And that was how he found himself here. Something in him was telling him to apply for MI5 and he did. Now here he was, his first day of work with MI5.

He made his way to work. Where he was told he would be met by Sir Harry Pearce. Who by this point he had met. What he hadn’t known was that his twin brother had worked here. Lucas hadn’t seen or heard from John for years. The last time was sometime when Lucas has been on leave from the army. After there, there had been no contact. Once at Thames house, and being met by Harry, he then followed him to The Grid. As he walked in, he glanced around. His new colleagues already working and giving him a look he wasn't sure how to take. He felt as if he was the new boy at school. He followed Harry into his office.

Once he had finished in there, he made his way to his own office and wasn't expecting to see someone in there. "Mmm, he has." He said. "Does the look on my face give that away?" Lucas asked. At the mention of a drink, he raised an eyebrow. "On my first day?" He looked at the time. "And this early?"

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As much as Lucas is glad to be doing the job he is doing, he hates that things are twice as hard for him because people are comparing him to his brother. People who knew John/Lucas North and then now meeting him, always have questions about him that he can't answer. Not so much because of the job, but because he doesn't even know the answers.

Growing up people always got Lucas and John mixed up, but Lucas got used to it. Its more complicated now with work with people who knew his brother and now see Lucas and think he is him. Especially with the whole name thing.

For someone who has been in the army, Lucas only has one scar. A scar from some debris that caught his head. It isn't noticable though as his hair hides it. So unless someone is looking close enough, they wouldn't know.

"Hm, maybe." She teased.

"Right-o, I'll see you both in a moment." The other man told them then went out for his smoke.

"At least he had the realisation to apologise"

Lucas couldn't help but smile back as she she said this. He watched as the guy left and then looked back at her. "I am glad that he did." Lucas told her. He knew that if he had been him, he probably would have waited to see if there had been an explanation before coming out with something.

Lucas does have a driving licence but he doesn't own a car. Living in London, it is so much easier to get around by foot or by the Underground. He does drive if he needs to when working though.