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"Thank you for your wonderful help, Molly." Sherlock smiled attractively and sauntered off. Instead of blushing at his words like she used to, the pathologist merely smiled back while shaking her head before returning to her pile of paperwork. "My brother can be charming if he chooses to." Mycroft said coolly and Molly did not want to lose the rare opportunity to have a conversation with the British Government.

"If he needs something from you, that is. I'm not saying that Sherlock is manipulative. He's… resourceful. I can imagine how hard it must be for you, looking after him especially when he does not appreciate your efforts." The pathologist saw the look on Mycroft and Molly did not think he was surprised at what she said but at his own words.

From the start, it was clear to the British Government that Sherlock is the favourite son, something that Mycroft had long accepted and despite his overt display of 'sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side', there are still people like John and Molly willing to do anything to help the consulting detective. Between the Holmes brothers, he possess higher intelligence and wield greater power yet Sherlock has something he does not have which Mycroft would never admit, friends or another term for it, goldfish.

People always wanted something from him and in turn he would receive a favour that doesn't expire and able to cash in at any time he desires. They know better than to reject his requests. If Mycroft is stripped away from all of it – the power and authority granted to him, his position as the British Government then what is left of him? Would there still be a John or Molly for him? Would there be anyone who would accept him for who he is, not as the British Government but as Mycroft Holmes? He could not say for sure.

I'm not lonely, Sherlock

How would you know?

"If you need anything, well perhaps not body parts, I'm sure you got your own sources for that," Molly considered for a moment, "maybe someone to talk to or simply to complain about how difficult Sherlock is, you know where to find me." The British Government felt his lips curled up into a genuine smile and directed it to the pathologist with a slight nod. It has been a long time since he last did that. "And you are charming, Mycroft, even more so than your brother if you ask me or it could be that I'm just biased." The pathologist added with a twinkle in her eye.

Author's note: A super short one but I must admit this is how I feel about the Holmes brothers. I love Sherlock but I think I'm also biased towards Mycroft...