Wake up every day as a superhero

The kidnappers looked at McCoff, they saw that McCoff seemed to be muttering something, one of them frowned and stepped forward, since they caught this man, he had never spoken, no matter what they learned from his He took off those locators abruptly from his body, and beat him up, but he didn't speak.

So they're going to wait, they have so much time that sooner or later the bastard will talk.

Mycroft seemed to be counting down, he was saying numbers, starting from 1, a cycle of 1 minute, the man listened for [-] minute and then hit McCoff's head with the handle of the gun in his hand, "Shut up, bitch .”

There was blood flowing down from McCaw's forehead slowly, and the blood covered his eyes, but even in this state, McCoff's eyes were still sharp. He looked at the person standing in front of him, and that person was killed by McCaw. The husband looked a little hairy, so he immediately cursed and returned to his seat.

Mycroft heard those people ask in the language of the Middle East when the support would arrive. They needed someone to pry McCoff's mouth open, so they hired an executioner.

It's just that Mycroft knew that the person would be killed the next second he arrived, and the sniper shot him in the head, but... Maybe there are other possibilities this time.

Mycroft turned his head to look at the broken window, the weather outside was more gloomy, and it was so similar to the memories he knew, and he didn't know what kind of mood he was in now, all of this was caused by him, In order to accomplish an important thing.

God knows how much he wanted to leave this matter after he married the person he loved deeply, but there was no time, the world... collapsed.

Mycroft silently counted down 45 minutes. This place is too remote. It will take at least 5 minutes for MI45 to get here, but the time has come. Maybe Lestrade will also come back. Mycroft has a smile on his face. Wonder who that person would be today, a mutant or a superhero?He is looking forward to it.

Mycroft heard the cuckoo's call, which was a signal that their people had arrived and started to deploy, and there was also the sound of a car outside, and the executioner came.

With 1 minute left, McCoff sat there watching the warehouse door slowly open, and a tall man entered the warehouse with a box in his hand. To be honest, if these things were tried on him, Mycroft would rather they shot him early.

He watched as the man was shot in the head when he just stepped into the warehouse. Everyone was on guard. The three snipers were in different directions. One kidnapper after another fell to the ground, and some people shot in his direction. Running, Mycroft didn't know that they wouldn't kill him, for the simple reason that he was the most valuable hostage.

Lestrade was coming, Mycroft reminded himself.

Lestrade had been waiting for the signal. He never thought that 45 minutes would be so long. It was getting darker and darker, like the prelude of a storm. He sat on the bodies of the agents and touched the ring on his finger. His head hurts very much now, as if it was about to explode. He saw a scene, the scene he had seen before, with flames and blood.

The flames surrounded him and... Mycroft, they were in the flames, and there was a violent explosion.

Lestrade closed his eyes in pain, and the person in charge of MI5 beside him asked softly, "Are you all right? Mr. Lestrade."

"fine."

He exhaled, the destination has been reached, they need to sneak in quietly in order not to startle the snake, Lestrade followed behind those people, he watched the three snipers climbed the tallest tree to ambush, they are for Just in case something happens.

"Confirm that the target is alive."

Mycroft was alive, and Lestrade was relieved, as long as he was alive, everything would be fine.

"Protect the safety of the target, the plan begins."

Lestrade bent down and followed the footsteps of the group of agents when the gunshots sounded. He looked at the warehouse that was close at hand and closed his eyes fiercely. This place...is so familiar, familiar It made him a little timid, as if something was about to happen.

He cheered himself up, and then stretched out his steel claws. Lestrade quickened his pace. His fighting power should have inherited that of Wolverine, so he told those in charge to lead the battle himself, hoping they could keep up.Those people seemed to accept Lestrade's identity in a second, nodded and exchanged gestures, and then handed over the front position to Lestrade.

Lestrade rushed into the kidnappers, his claws cut through the hand of the gunman closest to him, and then he kicked the man into the corner, he saw Mycroft, sitting in the middle Mycroft, the man gave him a smile.

The bullet shot into his body, but it only made Lestrade stop for a while. The bullet was quickly squeezed out of his body by the healing wound. Lestrade showed no mercy in the battle. , he scratched the throat of the person who was about to attack him from behind with his claws, and watched the person fall to the ground and twitch/twitch.

This place is too familiar, it should be said that everything is too familiar, so familiar that Lestrade doubted this world for the first time.

But he didn't have much time to think about it. The kidnappers were ready to evacuate after knowing the disparity in their strength. By the way, they were going to kill McCoff. The agents had already approached McCoff as soon as possible to protect him. Lestrade, as the main fighting force, was approaching Mycroft against the fiercest attack.

He saw the agents fall, as well as the robbers.

He can't feel any pain now, and he only has one thought in his mind, he wants to protect Mycroft.

Lestrade came to Mycroft's side, he cut open the handcuffs that McCoff was wearing with his steel claws, and then gave that man a kiss in the battlefield, and then the explosion started at this time, Those guys are all desperadoes from terrorist organizations, they have already planted bombs here.

Lestrade threw himself on Mycroft and rolled twice on the ground, damn it, the explosion here was too violent, and... Lestrade's head hurt even more, he gritted his teeth and looked at his face The bloody Myc laughed, "Hi, Myc."

"Grey."

Mycroft looked at Lestrade's steel claws, "So today is Wolverine, right? Cool!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

There were wounds all over Lestrade's back. The explosion just now affected him, but the wounds are healing quickly.This time the war was a one-sided result. With the combat power of Lestrade, the firefight seemed to be over like that.

But Lestrade was still uneasy, he saw a big/patch of blood, and a black dress, it was a three-piece suit and even something became clearer, he saw a ring, a familiar ring...

"Gerry, Gray?"

No one noticed that the man who was going to detonate the bomb in the corner touched a gun beside him. He was very close to Lestrade and Mycroft.

"boom--"

The gunshot rang out, and Lestrade held Mycroft tightly in his arms, the bullet passed through his chest, and all the good things were the same as in the memory.

Mycroft hugged Lestrade, he is the Wolverine whose wounds are healing today, Mycroft looked at the blood in his palm and clenched his fist, Lestrade gasped heavily, he looked at that After the last terrorist was dealt with, he smiled at Mycoff, "Hey, Myc, shall we have a flash marriage? Just find a date and get married, okay?"

Mycroft smiled. "That's exactly what I mean, Gray, a wedding and we can adopt a kid, or maybe two, no need to be too smart."

"Two children, a boy and a girl. When the girl is 16 years old, I will hold a gun and scare away those bad boys who want to abduct our little princess."

Lestrade was talking about his fantasy about the future, he stared at Mycroft's beautiful eyes and said suddenly: "I protect you, Mycroft, I protect you."

"Yes, you protected me."

Everything was quiet, those agents seemed to have disappeared, and those corpses and explosions, everything disappeared, as if there were only the two of them between the sky and the earth, and the sky was completely dark, as if there was something Falling from the sky.

Lestrade burst into tears suddenly, he remembered everything, Mycroft held his face and kissed his eyes, "My dear, even in your dreams, you can't let I'm so stupid."

He is stupid but different, he is the only person who is not affected by Lestrade, because he is Mycroft is the obsession in Lestrade's heart, so when he noticed the difference, he confirmed everything, He's... fictional, from Lestrade's fictions.

"But you're still smart."

Lestrade didn't know how long he had left, the world was collapsing.

"I actually wanted to marry you, a wedding, but it doesn't seem to be possible for the time being, but I think we will get married after all."

Lestrade nodded, but Mycroft seemed to be scared, his hands were shaking, "Yes, we are going to get married soon, don't you remember?"

Mycroft thought for a while, and some memories entered his mind. He remembered that the two of them were indeed planning to get married. Just a week later, there was a small wedding with only people familiar to him and Lestrade. , such as Sherlock Holmes, John Watson Holmes.

"You saved me, time and time again."

There was nothing wrong with this sentence, Lestrade couldn't count how many times he had saved Mycroft.

"So you probably have to promise yourself."

Lestrade said with a smile.

"One more thing, sorry, I didn't ask for leave for you when you became Spider-Man."

So he was all he knew that day, it was a test, a test from Mycroft, and it turned out that the world was not a normal world at all, and he was changing with Lestrade's thoughts, Any behavior that hurts Lestrade will not be allowed.

"There's also the matter of the Daleks... well, that's my idea, otherwise you probably wouldn't be able to conceive of Doctor Who."

During the Daleks incident, Lestrade thought of the Diogenes Club where there was no one, and the Mycroft who had not left. The reason why there was no one there was because everything came from the thoughts of McCoff. Even the bombed London was completely restored the next day, and everyone forgot about that thrilling day.

"Oh, Mycroft, sure enough I made you stupid for a reason."

Mycroft expressed his apologies. He watched the collapsed world kiss Lestrade's lips. He gave Lestrade a hot kiss.

"You saved me, you made me a man, you taught a Sherlock Holmes what love is, and I love you, Greg Lestrade."

"I love you too, Mycroft Holmes."

Lestrade's body was blurring, he looked at Mycroft and said, "So can I...can I see you?"

He didn't hear an answer, only saw a smile from Mycroft.

"Greg, Greg...doctor! He's awake!"

Lestrade slowly opened his eyes, the white color still smelled of disinfectant, this is a hospital, damn he knew he must be in the hospital.

Lestrade looked at the familiar face in front of him and smiled. The little bastard Sherlock Holmes actually showed such an expression of concern for him. Should he cry? The little bastard has finally grown up.

"Where's Myc?"

He is looking for his lover.

"So can I...see you?"

Mycroft laughed as he stood on the last shard. "Sorry, my love."