Three days later John was sitting down with Mary and will. Sherlock's parents were there too but Mycroft had came earlier and there was no room for everyone. John had been sitting next to Sherlock and talking to him and after three days of doing this, had start to see why Sherlock was glad when he came along. Sherlock's mother and father knocked on the door and came in.
' oh, John, didn't know you were here- how are you?' Sherlock's mother asked but John didn't have time to answer, she had one look of her son and bust into tears. John quickly got up and helped her to the chair
' thank you John, oh my poor baby boy, what have they done to you?'
John let them both sit quietly for a moment with there son and the started to explain what happened, when he had finished his mother was furious
' well thank god, you found him John, along with miss hooper or god know what would have happened' his father said, looking worried. ' 'When we got that phone call off mike'
ms Holmes had to stop herself from crying again and all her husband could do was hold her, John could sense they wanted a some time with there son on their own, so he offered to get them a cup of tea in witch they were grateful for so he went off and found the cafe. once he got the tea's he was about to leave when he bumped into Molly and greg who were on there way to see Sherlock themselves. He wanted his family to spend some time with him first before visitors so he offered to buy them a cup of tea, once at a table John explained everything.
' His Mothers in bits, it's a good thing Sherlock cant see this, he would have a fit' this made all of them laugh
' he may be a pain but he is still her son, pray that your son never has to go though this' molly said.
' Yes, anyway, we have made some progress with the scene, it seems that after what has happen the police team are all willing to help, even Sally-I think after what happened with Moriarty she feels guilt' John wanted to change the subject but molly got there first.
' when can we see him?' she said
John had a think then said' give it a few hours or maybe come back tomorrow when things had settled down'
both Greg and Molly nodded in agreement and got up to leave, John did the same, he still needed to get the tea to the room.
when he got there is saw that Mary was there and Ms Holmes was holding the William in her arms
' John your back, brought William with me, I didn't realise Sherlock's mum and dad were here' Mary looked at them a little worried as she didn't know weather or not they would want the baby with them when there own son was lieing very ill in the hospital bed.
' we love having William here, we feel so happy you named him after Sherlock and we can't wait to have him as part of the family- you can see us as his grandparents' Ms Homles said sensing that mary was unconformable with having her son here when there's were in the bed next to them.
John smiled and gave them the tea ' you are welcome to come round any-time you like to see him' John said handing both of them a cup.
all of a sudden they heard a voice coming from the bed
' I take it then more Christmas dinners at yours?, mike will be thrilled'
all of them turned around and saw, Sherlock holding up his mask and moving his hair out of his eyes that were wet with sweat.
' Sherlock dear, your awake' his mother went over to him and held his arm. Sherlock didn't move it away, more like he couldn't- he was in pain and his arms felt like lead.
John went to Dr Scott after the doctor had given him a look ( much to his protested) John decided that he would leave him with his parents for the rest of the day and went home with Mary and the baby. Later when he had gone to bed John settled down with Mary for the night. they had both agreed that he should see Sherlock in the Morning before any visitors came by- so as he went to bed John knew that Sherlock Holmes the incredible man had beaten death again for the third time.