Mycroft looked at him and almost whined in frustration " you have got to be joking...the fish kidnaper. wonderful. well, ill just have to kill you Gregory" he said
"You aren't killing him." Sherlock warned in a growl. Greg swallowed and looked between them. "Why does your brother want to kill me? And for god sakes I am not a kidnapper! You see how happy they are here don't you?!"
"well I'm not going to mate him. he's...not our kind" he said and growled " I cant stoop that low, he has to die. and you all probably drug the fish"
Sherlock growled, fangs slowly appearing again. "Go back to the clan and let them ignore you and hurt you like they have me. You will not kill my human's. Live alone like you told me to do."
"I went out of my way to try and get you back in the clan and now you side with them?" He asked annoyed . " why is this one even important to you?"
"Because he is kind and my friend." Sherlock huffs, hoping Greg actually felt the same way. "He rescues the animals and brings others here so humans can learn about our ocean. I have met with the children that come here and they love to learn and understand." He says, trying to explain. He tries to relax as well. "Brother, why not stay here? Why not try to learn yourself?"
He growled but related "one week" he growled and snapped at Greg again just to see him jump. He smirked and straightened up "i will find my own place to sleep" he said and went around the aquarium
"Jesus Christ what the hell is wrong with him!" Lestrade hissed. Sherlock sighed, "I need to make sure he doesn't start taking the fish back out to the ocean." He passed little Gladstone to John, giving an apologetic smile before he took off after his brother. Greg huffed, "Pyscho fish..."
John shrugged as he held Gladstone close to his woolly jumper "Sherlock was the same way. I think its partiality a cultural shock along with whatever they are told about us"
Sherlock tried to catch up as quickly as possible without his legs throbbing from their injuries. "Gods Mycroft, and you called me the dramatic one. That was quite a scene back there." He huffed in annoyance. "You could at least try to be understanding."
"That kind is not to ever be trusted" he said simply as he looked for a suitable spot to sleep
Sherlock rolled his eyes, "Neither are you. Come on." He said, showing the tank where Frank and Rover were. Sherlock keeps a smirk to himself, knowing Frank wouldn't be happy. "I slept here just fine."
"I don't sleep with rays" he said simply though the pool looked appealing. He walked down and found where the exotic fish were
"Picky, picky," Sherlock muttered, following his brother. "You need to give them a chance. The humans," he clarifies. "John's my mate so get used to it."
"I don't want to get used to it" he said stubbornly
"Tough. If you want to see your nephew then you should get used to it." He huffed, watching Mycroft get himself in the tank.
Mycroft sighed but nodded his complied and sighed " i don't like it..but i want to know him
Sherlock smiles a little. "Good..." He said, turning to leave. "Goodnight Mycroft." Poor Greg, he thought, wondering what to do. He puts a hand over his stomach and sighs. "It'll be ok..." He murmurs, though now he begins to wonder if it's just wishful thinking on his part.
Mycroft sighed and looked at the fellow lion fish "why Must he be this way?" He signed but smiled " i will be an uncle "
Sherlock sighed and went back to find the two humans, feeling slightly embarrassed as he found John and Greg. "I'm...sorry about him."
Greg said his farewell but he would be back tomorrow. He said a congratulations to them both before he left.
Sherlock cooed to Gladstone softly, rubbing a finger under the fuzzy chin. He turned to John now, kissing the human's lips.
John smiled and kissed Sherlock gently " you'll make a fantastic fishy mum" he smiled and nudged him.
Sherlock smiled, "I hope so.." He said, straightening up fully before taking John's hand. "Want to go to bed?"
"with you? always" he smiled as he kissed his head and grinned at him cheekily " I pulled out a heating blanket from storage in case you get cold. since youll be on bed rest for a while I made you a small collection of books and moved an old telly in too "he smiled as he carried Sherlock
Sherlock gave a happy yelp when John picked him up. He giggled and peck John's nose. "My my, I'm very impressed." He hummed with a smile. "You're already a good daddy."
" I have to make sure you don't cause trouble if you're bored and I want to give out baby as good of a chance as I can" he said with a gentle smile as he laid Sherlock down and put Gladstone in his bed
Sherlock purred in John's neck before he was set down. He smiled up at the human. "I do go crazy if I'm bored," he chuckled, making grabby hands at John.
john smiled as he laid beside him and wrapped him up in his arms " well...tomorrow will be fun... I wonder if Mycroft will be better in the morning, ill get greg to feed the fish so I can give you a once over and see if I can check up on the baby." he said " and...what exactly happens if Mycroft doesn't do that mate thing with greg?"
Sherlock grimaced, "It won't be good. I don't see Mycroft wanting to stay. I want to convince him to try and see though how happy I am here. If he can see that then maybe he would give Greg a chance..." He frowned. "But then Greg would have to be up for being Mycroft's mate..." He grimaced again. Gods they were so screwed. He shakes his head and curls around John, Gladstone curled up in his neck. "We can worry about it tomorrow."
john sighed " im sure if we go at this carefully then they might give it a shot" he said and kissed him again. " you are right, we can worry tomorrow. sleep now " he said and kissed him again as he yawned and tucked the blankets around them with a yawn.
Mycroft curled up on a large rock at the bottom of the tank with his tail curling around his back and fins draped over him like a blanket as he slept soundly in the warm waters
Sherlock nodded and closed his eyes, warm and safe with his mate and little Gladstone.