Forgotten Lover (parentlock/johnlock)

Part 18

Sherlock POV
5 days. That all it took until my soldier was better and ready to leave. The nurse said it was one of the fastest recoveries she had ever seen with a cut that deep like Johns. I was excited for our date but I don't know when he was going to take me on it, because he'd told me that he needed to sort things out with Mary first. I was trying to get it out of my mind because the quicker I solved the case, the quicker I got home to the date. Then I got the news I'd desperately wanted to hear. Debra had committed suicide (this isn't the bit I wanted to hear) and Lestrade had told us that there wasn't much use us three being over here, we could go back to Baker Street. I was adamant where the bodies got sent and I'd made sure that they'd got sent to Molly. So Lestrade was staying over here to try and prevent anymore murders (I already know he won't be able too but I didn't want to say anything because I wanted to go). We had to examine the bodies with Molly and call Lestrade if we found out something.

When we got home, John left straight away to speak to Mary, I was nervous so I don't know how John must of been feeling. On the way home, we'd discussed what was happening to Hamish, he said he needed to see his mum, he needed to be there, so he's with John. I headed to Barts on my own.

M- whats up with you?
I looked at her and glared.
S- I'm just confused
M- how come?
I stayed silent.
M- come on Sherlock, you know you can trust me, especially after everything-
S- yes, yes Molly I know. It's not exactly my secret to tell, but I'll let you know when we're sorted, now, where are the details?
I needed to change the subject, even though I trust Molly, I couldn't bring myself to tell her that John was divorcing his wife and mother of his child for me. My phone started to vibrate in my pocket, Johns caller ID flashed up on the screen.
S- hello
J- I've done, I'll meet you at home
Home
S- leave the files, I'll be back later
I turned and walked out the door, Molly stood even more confused behind me.

I ended up arriving home before John and Hamish. John had sounded upset on the phone, I finally understand what it's like and how John must be feeling. He walked through the door, Hamish going straight up to 'his room'. Tears stained both of their cheeks. John sat opposite me.
J- I did it
S- mmm
J- is that all you can say?
S- how did it go?
J- my wife...ex wife... Mary... hates me, she hates you, Hamish is sad
S- he will come around, he was fine with it the other day
It went silent.
J- so, what happens now-
S- do you think we made the wrong decision
He looked at me in disbelief, but our eyes remained locked together, I couldn't draw them away.
J- are you actually having second thoughts after everything I've just done, for us?
I sighed.
S- I feel like I broke your family up
John leaned forward.
J- the family was already broken, she...I wasn't the only one having an affair, thats why Hamish is sad
S- oh, oh, ohhhh. She was having an affair?
J- I aren't exactly innocent
Hamish appeared out of no where.
H- how could she do that
Everyone was silent, me and John staring at Hamish.
H- I was so upset... when I saw you two, I sat in my room and couldn't bare to face my mum, when she was already cheating already
There was an awkward silence lingering in the air.
H- so, hadn't you two better get ready for your date?
He was smiling a cheeky grin. John turned to me.
J- how about tomorrow?
S- ...yes
J- I'll come and pick you up tomorrow-
S- but you'll be here
J- all my clothes are at Marys so I'll go and get ready there and then come and pick you up
S- where will Hamish go?
They looked puzzled.
S- I don't know, don't kids have to be sat on or something
J- oh babysitting? Hamish is old enough to look after himself, but Mrs Hudson can stick her head around every so often
S- so it's official?
He nodded, Hamish had a faint smile on his face.

I had three hours to get myself prepared for the date. John had been to work all day and Hamish had only come out of his room to grab whatever was not out of date in the cupboards, Mrs Hudson hadn't been shopping. I was sat thinking in my chair about what would happen at the date, where was he going to take me, would he ask me to be his boyfriend, would there be a second, when Hamish walked into my bedroom.
S- why are you in my room?
H- why, what are you hiding?
I sighed and stood up, Hamish was picking out different blazers out of my wardrobe. He nodded at one and lay it on my bed, then he picked some black trousers and shoes to go with the blazer, finally he went to the shirts and picked up the purple one. He muttered something under his breath that I only just caught.
H- the purple shirt of sex will do perfectly
S- w-what?
He looked at me sheepishly.
H- I...I didn't say anything
S- purple shirt of sex?
H- I read it somewhere
I raised my eyebrows and he looked down to the shirt in his hands.
H- dad likes this shirt, that's where I read it, but you breathe a word of that to anyone, especially him, and I'll burn this infront of you
I laughed.
S- it doesn't bother me if you burn that shirt-
H- just pretend that it was such a scary threat that you're actually scared, so, go and put them on
S- I've got three hours
H- fine, put them on later then. you're welcome
I shook my head as his footsteps thudded up the stairs.
S- stop stamping your feet!
H- whatever William
S- excuse me
I heard him laughing as he shut his bedroom door.

I hadn't had a good nights sleep last night, so I ended up falling asleep in my chair. I woke up by Hamish clanging two rusty saucepans together.
S- what are you doing?
I heard clacking on the wooden floorboards.
MH- whats that noise!?
H- oh... sorry gran
She rolled her eyes and turned to him.
MH- whats going on!
H- he's going on a date
He smiled and Mrs Hudson turned to me laughing.
MH- a date? With who!?
H- my dad
She smiled and clasped her hands together.
MH- do you need any help getting ready-
S- NO! Goodbye Mrs Hudson
I got up from my chair and gave her a gentle shove out of the door, shutting it in her face.
H- that was harsh
S- I do not want Mrs Hudson to dress me up for a date
He laughed.
H- you've got half an hour
S- what! I have to do things, do my hair, a tie or bowtie, you're meant to dress up posh for dates aren't you?
H- you are, but I think you should keep it natural, because dad would like that best
I nodded.
S- okay, shall I go and put my clothes on?
He nodded eagerly.
I put on the clothes Hamish had picked out for me and ruffled my curls a bit in my bedroom mirror. I walked out of my bedroom to John holding red roses. I stood back shocked.
J- t-this is a bit much isn't it? I'm sorry
He put the flowers down on the table and I picked them up smelling them.
S- they're beautiful
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Hamish trying to hide a grin.
J- shall we go?
I nodded eagerly, we linked arms and walked out of the door.

AN- just want to clear something up, when sherlock 'died' the first time, they were mid 20's, now pretty much 20 years later, I want you to imagine them at the age they are now in the show, just thought I'd clear that up incase there was any confusion :)