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Chapter Seven

Over the next few weeks John had many visitors, the most regular being Molly, Mrs Hudson and Mike. Greg and Mycroft also visited a few times, they appeared together most days. John found it quite amusing as it was clear to him that the two were together. He didn't say anything however; he didn't want to make anything awkward. Of course, Sherlock had deduced within seconds that the two were "seeing each other" but he decided not to comment, for a completely different reason, he would have a lot more leverage against his brother if he waited and gathered more information.

Sherlock had, as promised, not left John's side; of course he left for coffee and loo breaks e.c.t but apart from that he sat in the bedside chair next to him and he was perfectly content with that, of course he missed the cases, running around London with his blogger. But since he and John had discovered their feelings for each other he had been a lot more careful not to hurt John's feelings. He knew of course that John was barely feeling 50% let alone 100 and he did not want to lose him. He couldn't lose John like he had lost everyone else.

The pair had not yet established what they were, boyfriends, partners, friends with benefits. But they had both mutually decided that they would cross that bridge as soon as John was out of hospital.

Three weeks after John had been admitted to hospital it was time for him to leave the bed and practice walking again before he could leave. He had to have a walking stick for a couple of months as the injury to his side had had temporary effects to his leg as well. He was extremely upset about this, he had enough experiences with crutches to last him a life time but he found a bit of comfort in knowing that it was only temporary.

"Bye Molly thanks again for the tea" John said as Molly left the hospital room, it was time for John to take his first step out of bed and Molly didn't want to get in the way, bless her.

John let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding, he found it more awkward now than ever when Molly was in the room, her doting on Sherlock was almost painful for John to watch, now that he and Sherlock were…well whatever they were. After the Irene Adler case Sherlock had been a bit less cold towards Molly, but only enough to make sure John didn't hit him.

John turned to Sherlock and gasped as he realized Sherlock's face was inches away from his own.

"You're beautiful, did you know that?" John whispered in awe, taking in his perfect features.

"As a matter of fact I did" Sherlock smirked, pecking John on the lips before leaning back on his chair.

John scowled at him before leaning over, grabbing his shirt and pulling him towards him. Their lips clashed and John grabbed Sherlock's curls pulling him impossibly closer. Their lips moved in perfect synchronization, tongues tangling in pure bliss. Sherlock placed his hand on the back of John's head, caressing his neck. Sherlock moved his mouth down to John's neck, kissing towards his injured shoulder and then back up to his lips. He repeated this a few times, earning moans from John.

Sherlock's mouth opened for air and John leaned even closer. The passion was so great that as John slowed the kiss down, both he and Sherlock felt light headed. God he was so in love with him it was insane. John was the one to break the kiss, resting his forehead against Sherlock's.

"You're a pretty great kisser too" John whispered, looking into Sherlock's beautiful eyes.

"As are you John" Sherlock replied. John wrapped his arms around him, resting his head on his shoulder.

"I love you, and I'm so proud of you." Sherlock whispered.

"You're proud of me? Why?" John asked eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Because of what you've been through, how strong you are. You are the strongest, most admirable person I know. I never thought I would ever love anyone, let alone be loved back. You have saved me from myself John, without you… well I don't want to know where I would be now. I don't think I will ever understand why you put up with me, why you cope with my moods, my rants, me in general. I admire you for your patience, your strength, your loyalty to me and so many others. I love you more than I can ever show you and I hope you understand that no matter how cold, rude, no matter how much of an annoying dick I am being, I will never, ever stop loving you. You complete me" Sherlock whispered all of this into John's ear, stroking his back.

John had never been so moved in his entire life, tears where forming in his eyes, but he blinked them back, he needed to be strong for Sherlock. He pulled away from Sherlock kissing him softly, and he said two simple words;

"Thank you" No more was needed and both men understood this.

Just at this moment, the nurse who both men knew to be called Laura walked into the room. She was a young woman, about 25, blonde, skinny and very pretty. Sherlock had deduced within seconds of their meeting that she was an ex smoker, avid reader, and was being cheated on by her boyfriend of three years.

"Hello John, Sherlock" she greeted them cheerfully.

"Morning Laura" John smiled, Sherlock merely nodded.

"So how are you feeling about today John? Scared, excited, happy to finally be getting out of this dump?"

"Oh I'm happy to be getting out of here definitely!" John chuckled.

"Not surprised. Now John what I'm going to do is unhook you from this I.V here. And as soon as we've made sure you're feeling okay on your own, we'll get you out of this bed and practice walking with your stick okay?" Laura explained.

"Sure, wh-"

"How long will we have to stay here until he can get home?" Sherlock interrupted. He was trying not to look too bothered, but John could tell he was anxious to get home.

"Well it depends on the progress I'm afraid. If all goes well then you should be able to leave by tomorrow"

"Brilliant, well can you get this damned tube out then" John chuckled.

After about half an hour John was ready to get out. Sherlock was on hand to catch him if he fell; after all he hadn't used his legs in over three weeks.

John sat with his legs dangling over the side of the bed, twisting the cane around in his hand and adjusting his hospital gown.

"You ready?" Laura asked, standing near to John, clipboard in hand.

"Yep" John grabbed Sherlock's arm and stood up slowly. His knees were violently shaking and his feet were completely dead. But somehow with Sherlock's support he managed to stay up.

After about ten seconds John sat down, his legs were not used to supporting anything and the energy it was taking was making him out of breath.

"Are you alright John?" Sherlock asked in concern.

"Yeah fine, tired is all" John smiled reassuringly up at him.

"Want to go again?" Laura asked, scribbling something on her clipboard.

"Yeah, Sherlock can you…er"

Sherlock gave John his arm and he stood up again, and as he did he took one step, then two until he had crossed to the other side of the hospital room.

"Well done John, can you get back?" Laura asked smiling broadly.

John tightened his grip on Sherlock's arm and very slowly they walked back to the bed. John's knee collapsed once but Sherlock caught him before he hit the floor.

When they got back Sherlock couldn't help but kiss him, not caring about Laura. John smiled and kissed him back softly but he couldn't hold it for long, walking had tired him out.

"I love you" John whispered

"I love you too" Sherlock replied.

John looked up at Laura first who had a massive grin plastered on her face, she went red when she saw that she had been caught staring but she didn't look away.

"Sorry but you guys are so made for each other, wow you'd better invite me to the wedding!"

Sherlock chuckled as John went a scarlet colour and then smiled at Laura.

"You'll be the first to get an invite" Sherlock winked at Laura and she grinned even wider and walked out of the room to consult a specialist, on when John would be allowed to leave the hospital.

"Getting married eh?" John raised an eyebrow

"All in good time John, all in good time"

John chuckled and lay back down, closing his eyes against the bright light and fell asleep holding Sherlock's hand in his own.