So sorry for the wait. Here's the chapter.
" This is ridiculous. Technically my birthday is almost a year away. So we should just go home." Sherlock persuaded.
" Daddy, you promised. You said you would have a party. We keep our promise's or we go to the corner." Hamish declared.
" Well, I think Hame just got everything I was going to say. Now our you going to lie to your only son?" John asked.
" Shut up. What should I expect?" Sherlock said in defeat.
" Well, what would your brother plan?" John asked.
" Something dumb. Why did you let him plan it?" Sherlock asked.
" Well I very well couldn't plan it. You would know if I planed it before I had even set up where it was going to be."
So the ride to the party was mostly Sherlock watching Hamish talk about dinosaurs and which one of his toys was which. For a five year old he had an amazing capacity of knowledge. If you asked him a dinosaur, he could tell you everything about it. I guess it was the Sherlock in him. He grabbed his Velosiraptor and handed it to John.
" See it has three claws on each paw ,err, hand. It ripped into there body, and spill their guts. They hunt in packs, there the smartest dinosaur, at least that's what I believe. This one's a Tyrannosaurus Rex. There the most known cause of all the movies. There the second largest Meat-eating dino. The largest one is the Spinosaurus, but the last known bones got destroyed in 1944. I don't have that one." He turned to Sherlock. " Can I get one? Please!"
" Sure, any thing you want." Sherlock replied.
" Ya know, if you spoil the kid like that, he's never gonna grow up." John said smiling.
" Well is that such a bad thing?" Sherlock asked.
" We'll find out,"
" Happy Birthday!" the party members cried.
" Thank you." Sherlock said walking towards a table.
Many people came over to wish him happy birthday, but he didn't really talk to anyone but John and Hamish. He loved that kid, and John hoped that wouldn't hurt him one day. If anyone wanted to push Sherlock in one direction, all they'd have to do is threaten Hamish's safety. Hamish continued to play with his toys while Sherlock watched smiling.
" Happy Birthday brother," Mycroft said coming over.
" Happy, no. Average, yes." Sherlock chuckled as Hamish made two Dino's fight. " Well, what do you want?"
" Here, mum wanted you to have this." Mycroft gave him the package and left.
Sherlock opened the package to find a single locket. He opened it up to thing Carrie's and Hamish's picture on either side. His hands shook as he put the locket on. He missed Carrie so much. His first and only love.
" Hello, Sherlock ." An American accent rang through the hall.
" Oh god I'm hallucinating." Sherlock said rubbing his eyes.
" No silly, Mycroft found a cure. He said you'd be needing me, I guess he was right." She laughed.
" Your dead." Sherlock told her.
" Not in your mind, you still want me alive." She explained.
" So do I sound like a fool taking to no one?"
" No, your mumbling your answers."
" Why are you here?"
" To wish you a happy birthday." she smiled. " I love you," and with that she was gone.
" Are we done here?" Sherlock asked shakily.
" Yeah, Sherlock. Yeah we are." John said.
Sherlock didn't know, but maybe, just maybe, he could give up his love. And maybe he could move on.
So did you think She would be alive? oh, you poor confused readers. This chapter is dedicated to my cousin who is exactly like Hamish. So next chapter any idea's?Older, younger? thanx 4 readen