Sherlock woke early and just stared at his brother. They were going utama today and he couldn't be happier. He would see his son soon but most importantly he would see Joan. He missed her so much. Mycroft rolled over and opened his eyes.
'Morning.'
'Morning.' Mycroft sat up. 'What time is it?'
'Eight o'clock. anda can go back...'
'No i'm fine. What time's our flight?'
'About two o'clock. We have a few hours left.'
'Well..Better start packing.' Mycroft got out the katil and picked up his bag. 'Are anda sure anda want me to stay with you?'
'I'm sure.' They smiled at each other. Sherlock followed his brother sejak packing his own bag.
A few hours had passed and after getting the all clear from the doctor, they were on the plane to New York. Mycroft slept for most of the flight but Sherlock kept looking out the window, wanting to see his New York as soon as they arrived. Once they landed, they nabbed the first taxi possible and made their way to the brownstone. When they arrived, Joan was in the living room with Joseph.
'Hey.'
'Hey! Your weren't suppose be here for three lebih days.'
'I know but got the all clear.' He gave her a quick kiss. 'How anda been?'
'Tired but..Happy.' He stroked Joseph's head.
'Hey wee man...Daddy's utama and he's brought uncle Mycroft with him.'
'Which reminds me..I did some redecorating in the downstairs bedroom...Just to make it feel lebih homely. Plus there's less damp.'
'You are..amazing.' He gave her another quick Ciuman then showed Mycroft where he'd be sleeping. 'I hope you'll be alright down here.'
'I'll be fine..Stop worrying.'
'It's hard to with you..' Mycroft looked at his brother, who was avoiding eye contact with him.
'Sherlock..Look at me. We both know what's coming..the thing that's scaring anda is that anda don't know when it will happen. Now i don't know either..so... can we not just enjoy the time I have left together?' Sherlock nodded.
'Of course. I'll..leave anda to settle in.' He went back upstairs and sat seterusnya to Joan on the couch.
'You ok?'
'I'm fine.'
'Sherlock...I know when your lying.. and i know when your upset. It's Mycroft isn't it?'
'It's just...I...' Joan put Joseph down in his basket and let Sherlock cry into her. She knew he was taking this hard but..She's never seen him cry so much as long as she's been with him.
That night, Sherlock went to katil early. After an jam atau so Mycroft came upstairs and found Joan in the kitchen.
'Hey, i'm making teh anda want some?'
'Yes please.' She got the mugs out of the cupboard and began to pour. 'Joan..How's Sherlock?'
'He's fine, he was tired so he went...'
'No..I mean..How's he handling things?' Joan went quiet. 'Joan?'
'He's not doing well. He keeps crying...I've never seen him like this.'
'Maybe i should...'
'Sure, upstairs first door on your right.' Mycroft went up and knocked on his door.
'Sherlock?'
'Come in.' He opened the door and went in, he sat seterusnya to Sherlock on the bed. 'Hi.'
'Hey, how are you?'
'Can't anda tell?' Sherlock turned his head, his face was red and covered in tears.
'Sherlock...'
'Don't..I need to do this..I need to get it out now because..if i don't... and when anda do..I won't be able to stop.' Mycroft pulled his brother into a hug.
'Shh...You'll be alright...I know anda will..' After an hour, Sherlock fell asleep in Mycroft's arms. He layed him down and covered him with the duvet. He sat and looked at him for a minit then left as quietly as he could. He went back down and sat on the couch. He hated seeing his little brother like that. Joan came out from the kitchen, mug of teh in hand.
'Here.'
'Thank you.' He took the mug in his hands. 'He's sleeping.'
'Is he..Ok?'
'He was bawling his eyes out..says he needs to get it out other wise..He won't stop.' He leaned over to look at Joseph. 'He looks like him...' Joan picked him up.
'Here.' Mycroft put his mug down and took Joseph in his arms. 'You think he'll be ok?'
'Maybe..It's hard to tell...But this little one..will turn out just fine.' Joan smiled at him then at her son.
'Never thought i'd be a mom..I mean i wanted to be but..I didn't think i'd find the right guy.' She took Joseph's hand. 'I Cinta them both so much.'
Mycroft could see tears forming in her eyes.
'Hey...I don't need anda crying too.' Joan giggled.
'Sorry..Hormones.'
'...You'll be alright. anda all will.'
'I know.'
Moriarty sat in cell, thinking about how his seterusnya move. The guard came and took him to the visiting room. He walked in and saw Irene sitting at one of the tables. He went and sat opposite her.
'What are anda doing?'
'Visiting. How's your cell?'
'Damp and cold, is that what anda wanted to hear?' Irene sat back in her chair, with a smile on her face.
'So..The Holmes boys got the better of you? Never thought i'd see the day.'
'Are anda just hear to mock me?'
'A wee bit...So..what do anda want me to do?'
The seterusnya day, Joan took Joseph out to meet her family. She left Sherlock a note and kissed him lightly on the lips so not to wake him. Mycroft helped Joan get the buggy down the steps,
'Thanks, i would ask Sherlock but...'
'Look, go and see your family. They must be dying to meet Joseph, let me worry about Sherlock.'
'Ok, i'll phone anda later.' She gave him a hug and made her way down the road. Mycroft waved her off then went back inside. He went upstairs and quietly opened Sherlock's door He peered in, he was still sleeping. He went and knelt down in front of him. He place his hand on his shoulder and gently rocked him.
'Hmm..?'
'Hey...How anda feeling?'
'Better. You?'
'Same.' Sherlock noticed Joan's note on his nightstand.
'What's that?'
'Joan's taken Joseph to meet her family. She left anda a note to explain everything..'
Sherlock opened it.
Hey, Sorry i didn't wake you. Taking Joesph to see my parents, thought anda could use some time alone with Mycroft. Cinta anda xx Sherlock smiled and placed it back on the side.
'So...Shall we go for a walk?'
An jam had past, they stopped and looked out at the sea. Sherlock always found it peaceful.
'Bet there's nothing like this back in London?'
'Just the Thames.' Sherlock laughed. 'Speaking of which...Father texted me...Wants to know how we're doing.'
'Tell him we're fine.'
'I would but...One of us isn't.' Sherlock went quiet. 'Sherlock..You need to start accepting this.'
'Why should i?'
'Because..It isn't healthy..People die all the time..'
'Not all people are my big brother. I know we've not been..on the best of terms but..'
'Come here.' They hugged each other. 'Like i said... your forgiven.' He felt Sherlock hug him tighter. 'And when i go back on the kimo..who knows..' Sherlock pulled away.
'Your..Your going to get treatment? In..London?'
'I was thinking New York actually.' Sherlock smiled. 'I have family here too.' They walked back to the bata, brownstone and started to go through the old case files. 'What about this one?' Sherlock glanced at the file.
'Couldn't figure it out.'
'Well..It's was clearly the father. He brought in a nanny who looked exactly like his daughter.'Sherlock took the file from him. 'How could anda not see that?'
'Must have over-looked something.' Sherlock phone began to ring. 'Hello?'
'Hey, how are you?'
'Better..I got your note.'
'I'm sorry, I just thought..'
'I know. Thank you...It..Really helped. How's Joseph?'
'He's fine. Mom's with him now. I'll be utama soon, anda boys need anything?'
'No, we're fine.'
'Ok, i Cinta you.'
'Love anda too.' He hung up and placed his phone on the table. He glanced at the file again. 'How did anda get this?
Irene took her kerusi, tempat duduk on the plane. Non-stop to New York.
'Morning.'
'Morning.' Mycroft sat up. 'What time is it?'
'Eight o'clock. anda can go back...'
'No i'm fine. What time's our flight?'
'About two o'clock. We have a few hours left.'
'Well..Better start packing.' Mycroft got out the katil and picked up his bag. 'Are anda sure anda want me to stay with you?'
'I'm sure.' They smiled at each other. Sherlock followed his brother sejak packing his own bag.
A few hours had passed and after getting the all clear from the doctor, they were on the plane to New York. Mycroft slept for most of the flight but Sherlock kept looking out the window, wanting to see his New York as soon as they arrived. Once they landed, they nabbed the first taxi possible and made their way to the brownstone. When they arrived, Joan was in the living room with Joseph.
'Hey.'
'Hey! Your weren't suppose be here for three lebih days.'
'I know but got the all clear.' He gave her a quick kiss. 'How anda been?'
'Tired but..Happy.' He stroked Joseph's head.
'Hey wee man...Daddy's utama and he's brought uncle Mycroft with him.'
'Which reminds me..I did some redecorating in the downstairs bedroom...Just to make it feel lebih homely. Plus there's less damp.'
'You are..amazing.' He gave her another quick Ciuman then showed Mycroft where he'd be sleeping. 'I hope you'll be alright down here.'
'I'll be fine..Stop worrying.'
'It's hard to with you..' Mycroft looked at his brother, who was avoiding eye contact with him.
'Sherlock..Look at me. We both know what's coming..the thing that's scaring anda is that anda don't know when it will happen. Now i don't know either..so... can we not just enjoy the time I have left together?' Sherlock nodded.
'Of course. I'll..leave anda to settle in.' He went back upstairs and sat seterusnya to Joan on the couch.
'You ok?'
'I'm fine.'
'Sherlock...I know when your lying.. and i know when your upset. It's Mycroft isn't it?'
'It's just...I...' Joan put Joseph down in his basket and let Sherlock cry into her. She knew he was taking this hard but..She's never seen him cry so much as long as she's been with him.
That night, Sherlock went to katil early. After an jam atau so Mycroft came upstairs and found Joan in the kitchen.
'Hey, i'm making teh anda want some?'
'Yes please.' She got the mugs out of the cupboard and began to pour. 'Joan..How's Sherlock?'
'He's fine, he was tired so he went...'
'No..I mean..How's he handling things?' Joan went quiet. 'Joan?'
'He's not doing well. He keeps crying...I've never seen him like this.'
'Maybe i should...'
'Sure, upstairs first door on your right.' Mycroft went up and knocked on his door.
'Sherlock?'
'Come in.' He opened the door and went in, he sat seterusnya to Sherlock on the bed. 'Hi.'
'Hey, how are you?'
'Can't anda tell?' Sherlock turned his head, his face was red and covered in tears.
'Sherlock...'
'Don't..I need to do this..I need to get it out now because..if i don't... and when anda do..I won't be able to stop.' Mycroft pulled his brother into a hug.
'Shh...You'll be alright...I know anda will..' After an hour, Sherlock fell asleep in Mycroft's arms. He layed him down and covered him with the duvet. He sat and looked at him for a minit then left as quietly as he could. He went back down and sat on the couch. He hated seeing his little brother like that. Joan came out from the kitchen, mug of teh in hand.
'Here.'
'Thank you.' He took the mug in his hands. 'He's sleeping.'
'Is he..Ok?'
'He was bawling his eyes out..says he needs to get it out other wise..He won't stop.' He leaned over to look at Joseph. 'He looks like him...' Joan picked him up.
'Here.' Mycroft put his mug down and took Joseph in his arms. 'You think he'll be ok?'
'Maybe..It's hard to tell...But this little one..will turn out just fine.' Joan smiled at him then at her son.
'Never thought i'd be a mom..I mean i wanted to be but..I didn't think i'd find the right guy.' She took Joseph's hand. 'I Cinta them both so much.'
Mycroft could see tears forming in her eyes.
'Hey...I don't need anda crying too.' Joan giggled.
'Sorry..Hormones.'
'...You'll be alright. anda all will.'
'I know.'
Moriarty sat in cell, thinking about how his seterusnya move. The guard came and took him to the visiting room. He walked in and saw Irene sitting at one of the tables. He went and sat opposite her.
'What are anda doing?'
'Visiting. How's your cell?'
'Damp and cold, is that what anda wanted to hear?' Irene sat back in her chair, with a smile on her face.
'So..The Holmes boys got the better of you? Never thought i'd see the day.'
'Are anda just hear to mock me?'
'A wee bit...So..what do anda want me to do?'
The seterusnya day, Joan took Joseph out to meet her family. She left Sherlock a note and kissed him lightly on the lips so not to wake him. Mycroft helped Joan get the buggy down the steps,
'Thanks, i would ask Sherlock but...'
'Look, go and see your family. They must be dying to meet Joseph, let me worry about Sherlock.'
'Ok, i'll phone anda later.' She gave him a hug and made her way down the road. Mycroft waved her off then went back inside. He went upstairs and quietly opened Sherlock's door He peered in, he was still sleeping. He went and knelt down in front of him. He place his hand on his shoulder and gently rocked him.
'Hmm..?'
'Hey...How anda feeling?'
'Better. You?'
'Same.' Sherlock noticed Joan's note on his nightstand.
'What's that?'
'Joan's taken Joseph to meet her family. She left anda a note to explain everything..'
Sherlock opened it.
Hey, Sorry i didn't wake you. Taking Joesph to see my parents, thought anda could use some time alone with Mycroft. Cinta anda xx Sherlock smiled and placed it back on the side.
'So...Shall we go for a walk?'
An jam had past, they stopped and looked out at the sea. Sherlock always found it peaceful.
'Bet there's nothing like this back in London?'
'Just the Thames.' Sherlock laughed. 'Speaking of which...Father texted me...Wants to know how we're doing.'
'Tell him we're fine.'
'I would but...One of us isn't.' Sherlock went quiet. 'Sherlock..You need to start accepting this.'
'Why should i?'
'Because..It isn't healthy..People die all the time..'
'Not all people are my big brother. I know we've not been..on the best of terms but..'
'Come here.' They hugged each other. 'Like i said... your forgiven.' He felt Sherlock hug him tighter. 'And when i go back on the kimo..who knows..' Sherlock pulled away.
'Your..Your going to get treatment? In..London?'
'I was thinking New York actually.' Sherlock smiled. 'I have family here too.' They walked back to the bata, brownstone and started to go through the old case files. 'What about this one?' Sherlock glanced at the file.
'Couldn't figure it out.'
'Well..It's was clearly the father. He brought in a nanny who looked exactly like his daughter.'Sherlock took the file from him. 'How could anda not see that?'
'Must have over-looked something.' Sherlock phone began to ring. 'Hello?'
'Hey, how are you?'
'Better..I got your note.'
'I'm sorry, I just thought..'
'I know. Thank you...It..Really helped. How's Joseph?'
'He's fine. Mom's with him now. I'll be utama soon, anda boys need anything?'
'No, we're fine.'
'Ok, i Cinta you.'
'Love anda too.' He hung up and placed his phone on the table. He glanced at the file again. 'How did anda get this?
Irene took her kerusi, tempat duduk on the plane. Non-stop to New York.
