Four Thursdays John Would Never Forget

Chp 34

It took about a little over two months for everything to settle down enough that John could start worrying about things that weren't in regards to telling people that Sherlock was still alive. Everyone had been in an uproar over the whole ordeal. They were being followed by the media almost everywhere they went which made going to work more difficult than it really should have been. Reporters were nosy and insensitive and often asked questions that John hadn't even had the mind to ask himself yet. He didn't want to think about how badly it had hurt to be betrayed or if Sherlock would ever do it again. More importantly he didn't want to have all of London know what he thought of it. Sherlock was more concerned about John's feelings towards the media than their actual affect on himself, which was obvious by the way his attitude changed so dramatically depending on whether or not he was with John when confronted him.

Reporters were certainly a pain, but there were other problems as well. While a lot of people were confused by Sherlock's reappearance for the most part they viewed it as a good thing and something to be celebrated. There were a few who felt differently. For one, Greg had been so infuriated he also gave Sherlock a punch to the jaw. After a month passed he still refused to give him any cases or even to address him in conversation. He'd merely talk to John and make pointed comments about 'unwelcome house guests' and how he was only a phone call away. A month after that Greg was finally on speaking terms, though at first it had been more yelling than speaking, something about all the hurt he'd caused, how he'd been so worried about what John might do. Well, it was good to see he cared, and if John was honest it was nice that someone was yelling at Sherlock. He didn't have it in him to yell. He was mad to be sure, but not nearly as mad as he was happy to have the man home.

Bill also took it as a personal insult. He had a slew of names to call the detective and blamed him for more things than was probably necessary. One thing that set Bill apart from the rest was that he was the only one who after two months was still adamant about throwing Sherlock out. Greg had been so in the first week, but he settled. David had a conversation with John about what would be best for him, but otherwise no one else had even suggested it. So Bill's stance was an ill favored one, not that anyone argued against it (other than John of course). In fact Bill was so serious about it Mary and David had to talk him out of buying a plane ticket to fly over and get rid of the detective himself. John tried to put himself in his friend's position. Bill had followed John into war because of Sherlock; he supposed he might hold some resentment.

Clearly things had been complicated from all ends, because it wasn't just his friends getting upset obviously. There were nights when John clung to Sherlock and wouldn't let him out of his sight, they'd lie in bed together and John would simply hold him and revel in the fact that Sherlock was alive. Then there were other nights where he couldn't stand to look at the man. He'd take Hamish for a walk or have them sleep over at David and William's house. When Mycroft came over for the first time during the second week had been the worst example of that. John really couldn't handle it. The feeling that they'd both known. That Mycroft had looked him in the eye during the funeral, that he'd tried to comfort him and sympathize with him when he knew that Sherlock was perfectly alive and healthy. He'd gone with Hamish to visit Harry who was back on the wagon after marrying Clara. However the combination of dissipating anger, longing to be with Sherlock and his distaste for Harry and her behavior led to a quick return.

Despite the lack of cases Sherlock had remained unbelievably calm. Granted his hunt for Moran was probably one of his most involved and most difficult of chases he'd ever faced. Perhaps it was that he was just tired, but John had a suspicion that it was his way of repenting. To be fair it was a good way of going about it, John needed the peace. However after two months had passed the doctor began to suspect his change in behavior might have something to do with Hamish. Sherlock had never been a timid man, nor one to hold his tongue. Hell, the first day they met Sherlock had out right stated that John's dad abused him. So his hesitance to speak or really do anything with or around Hamish was strange. John had seen him around children before, he wasn't necessarily good with them, but he wasn't frightened of them. Normally he treated them as though they were smaller adults.

So by the two month mark John returned from work after managing not to run into a single reporter and could think about something other than Sherlock's return. Instead he would think about why this was happening, and how to fix it. Hamish was his son, and Sherlock was the love of his life. The two of them would naturally be spending a lot of time together. In fact, John had imagined Sherlock would help him raise the boy. The detective's feelings on the matter were obviously of high importance and John was anxious to solve the problem (whatever it was) quickly. John there for decided to broach the issue of Sherlock's lack of work first since it seemed like the more manageable of the problems, perhaps if he could get Sherlock to explain why he hadn't been looking for cases it would be easier to asses his mental state and from there what might be causing his odd behavior involving Hamish.

Once Hamish was in bed for the night John entered the kitchen where Sherlock was working on one of the experiments that the doctor had packed away all those years ago. He'd recently unpacked all of his things and begun just a day a go to start all of the experiments again, so he'd been glued to his microscope the entire day. John made himself a cup of tea and relished the domesticity of the two of them in companionable silence, just as it had once been. When his tea was done he took a slow sip before leaning down to place a chaste kiss on the nape of the detective's neck. Sherlock straightened and looked at John curiously for a moment. They hadn't done much kissing outside of their bedroom where it was mostly frantic and full of apologies and declarations, so the touch was something new. However it didn't appear to be unwelcome so John decided to help himself to another quick peck on the man's lips this time. He'd missed such simple touches and smiled as his nerves tingled with pleasure at the contact.

"Are you busy?"

John asked with a fond smile. Sherlock looked back at his experiment briefly before turning back to reply.

"No, this is nothing that can't wait until the morning."

Sherlock said in his deep timber voice that implied so many things. Clearly he had assumed John's affections meant it was time for their almost habitual love making session to begin.

"Good I… wanted to talk to you."

John continued trying to ignore the heat building in his stomach at the sound of his lover's velvet smooth voice.

"Oh? What about?"

Sherlock inquired with less of a purr to his voice, he seemed a bit anxious about the idea of being asked anything.

"I was wondering why you haven't taken up any cases yet. I know things are still rocky with Greg, but with all the attention in the media I'm sure you've received a few inquiries on the website."

John said and then took another sip of his tea. The detective looked a way for a beat before looking back up into the blonde's eyes.

"I wasn't sure… would it be appropriate since you… you know, have Hamish now?"

Sherlock asked nervously as he fidgeted in his chair.

"To be fair, he's not really your responsibility so it's not as though you'd be tied down here to baby sit or something, besides it's not like you'll be bringing any dead bodies back here. I mean, I'd love if one day we acted more… well, um, like parents for him, but I never had any illusions that you wouldn't continue to take cases. It's part of who you are."

John explained a bit uneasily as he wasn't sure just how Sherlock would take the news of being proposed as a future care taker of a child.

"You… I… you know I'm not very good with children. Are you sure that's a good choice?"

Sherlock questioned cautiously as he shifted in his seat. If the doctor really thought about it, no, Sherlock probably wasn't a good choice in a conventional sense. The detective was John's only choice though, the only one he could ever be happy with, and he knew he would try his best to be a father. Sherlock cared for John, he might have made a lot of mistakes along the way, but he always tried his best and John was sure this was no exception.

"I'm sure it's what I want. Is that why you've been acting so odd with Hamish? Are you afraid you'll do something wrong?"

John asked as he took another drink from his mug.

"No, well… yes, I suppose I'm not used to being out of my depth on a subject. I'm afraid children were never my area."

The detective admitted.

"Well, you once told me boyfriends weren't your area, now look at you."

John replied softly as he stepped forward to caress Sherlock's cheek.

"Yes, I allowed us to have such severed communication I faked my own death."

Sherlock laughed bitterly as he reached up to place his hand on top of John's.

"That was a bit not good. But I took part in that; I should have tried to talk to you as well. Anyway, we're together now. We love each other; I think that means a lot. I lived with you for about ten years and spent three years away from you and I haven't loved you any less since the first time I fell. I think that what we have is a powerful thing, and with it we can raise my boy… and maybe even solve a few cases while we do it."

John affirmed and set down his tea so he could move that hand to Sherlock's other cheek. The doctor was properly cradling the man's head now and looking deeply into his bright blue grey eyes.

"I would like that, very much."

Sherlock replied quietly.

Ok, ok, ok. So I couldn't decide the best way to end this so I will let you. Either a cute/funny chapter about them being parents. Or a smut chapter. Up to you guys. The third story is obviously going to be all parentlock, it's a story focusing on Hamish, but he's going to be older. So if you want baby Hamish you should vote for the parentlock centric chapter. Or if you want penis you should vote for smut. It's up to you guys, vote wisely!