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It was a normal morning for the Watson Holmes'. John, Sherlock and young Hamish all milling about in the bathroom, John was getting ready for work and Sherlock was getting ready to take 8 year old Hamish to school.
John was standing over the toilet emptying his bladder, yawning as Sherlock shaved and Hamish brushed his teeth, they all switched places every few minutes. Sherlock was the first out to make breakfast and put the telly on to the news, Hamish's school bag on the coffee table beside Johns, ready to be checked before they left.
John went to get dressed as Sherlock dressed Hamish and then when John was ready Hamish would do homework with him over breakfast as Sherlock got ready.
Just like clockwork.
Sherlock came through from their room and shifted to sit in Johns lap, beginning to help Hamish with remembering things, teaching him thinking techniques so he could retain more information.
John smiled as he listened to his husband talk to their son, kissing his neck and gently pulled him into a tender kiss, causing Hamish to protest.
Sherlock giggled as he gently pulled away, telling John he loved him as he got up and pulled his coat on, giving him a kiss before he shifted to their son and told him to meet him outside the gates to walk home with him.
Hamish nodded, Sherlock always took him to school and John always picked him up. It was just like clockwork.
"Love you pa, see you after school" Hamish said giving him a kiss and a cuddle before he left.
Sherlock sighed happily and watched his lover leave, blowing a kiss before closing the door. He loved his little family.
After a moment he stood and urged Hamish to eat his breakfast and drink his juice as he packed his homework into his book bag, setting his sons coat and shoes on the sofa as he cleaned up the plates and put the paper- Mrs. Hudson had probably already read and dropped off- on Johs chair as he waited for Hamish to sort himself out.
Shortly skipping out the door at eight thirty, just like clockwork.
John was standing over the toilet emptying his bladder, yawning as Sherlock shaved and Hamish brushed his teeth, they all switched places every few minutes. Sherlock was the first out to make breakfast and put the telly on to the news, Hamish's school bag on the coffee table beside Johns, ready to be checked before they left.
John went to get dressed as Sherlock dressed Hamish and then when John was ready Hamish would do homework with him over breakfast as Sherlock got ready.
Just like clockwork.
Sherlock came through from their room and shifted to sit in Johns lap, beginning to help Hamish with remembering things, teaching him thinking techniques so he could retain more information.
John smiled as he listened to his husband talk to their son, kissing his neck and gently pulled him into a tender kiss, causing Hamish to protest.
Sherlock giggled as he gently pulled away, telling John he loved him as he got up and pulled his coat on, giving him a kiss before he shifted to their son and told him to meet him outside the gates to walk home with him.
Hamish nodded, Sherlock always took him to school and John always picked him up. It was just like clockwork.
"Love you pa, see you after school" Hamish said giving him a kiss and a cuddle before he left.
Sherlock sighed happily and watched his lover leave, blowing a kiss before closing the door. He loved his little family.
After a moment he stood and urged Hamish to eat his breakfast and drink his juice as he packed his homework into his book bag, setting his sons coat and shoes on the sofa as he cleaned up the plates and put the paper- Mrs. Hudson had probably already read and dropped off- on Johs chair as he waited for Hamish to sort himself out.
Shortly skipping out the door at eight thirty, just like clockwork.
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Compromised
I wanted to watch telly.
HE wanted to work on his laptop.
I wanted to watch the news.
HE wants to work on the damn case.
I wanted to curl up in his lap watching telly.
HE wanted me to hug him while he worked.
I wanted to watch some crappy comedy show from when I was a kid.
HE wanted to work on a case from when he was little.
I wanted to see Doctor Who
He wanted to read about a Doctor who I don't know.
I wanted to watch a movie that was to be a real heart breaking.
HE wanted to watch a movie about cutting up a heart.
I wanted to watch the telly
HE wanted to work on his laptop.
So we compromised.
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I missed you Sherlock
I look down and smiled happily, more that I have in 3 years.
I look at the glowing lights and see all the life’s he could of saved.
I think about why I am up here......I think about Him.....My dear friend Sherlock.
I waited for 3 years for him to come back.
I waited in our flat, out cold old flat.
I waited to hear the load screech from his violin, the shots from his gun at the wall that never did anything to him.
I waited to feel laughter he would bring me as we joked.
I waited every day, for him t walk up stairs and to smile. To say he was sorry. To tell me it was just a plan.
I wanted to punch him, then hug him tight. I wanted to fel
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THAT PICTURE THO-