Bad Blood - (Fransykes)

Chapter eight

A/N: Hey my lovelies, double update because why not?  I was felling motivated :) This is just a filler chapter but I still hope you enjoy x

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Josh's POV

I never thought I'd see this day come, we were finally going home. I didn't really know where exactly home was, but right now Sonny and I were both sitting in the back seat of Tom's car whilst he drove us back to Horizon HQ. I had mixed feelings about going back there, but I didn't have anywhere else to go. It's been months since I was last in that house and there were a lot of up and down memories made there... but I couldn't deny the fact it was the main place where I spent most of my time falling in love with Oli.

I sigh deeply to myself at the thought and flutter my eyes down at my sleeping son.

Sonny was finally at a healthy weight and free of all infections as well as his lungs being fully developed now. My brave baby boy has come so far and turned into a strong healthy baby and was able to be let out of the incubator and come home. I was thrilled to say the least because I could finally be a proper daddy to him now and not constantly be separated by a glass containment. I could now hold and cuddle him whenever I wanted and I've hardly let him out of my arms since he was allowed out of the incubator. We were on our way on being a proper family.

I was also allowed to be discharge from the hospital on the same day. The doctors were happy with my recovery and prescribed me with the same medication that I have been taking since I woke up for my mental health. I had to keep going to therapy every week at the hospital though but they said I was stable enough to go home and they no longer thought I was a danger to myself or my son anymore.

It's been three weeks since I last saw or heard from Oli since he decided to check into rehab. I didn't want to distract him during his time in there. I wanted him to focus on getting better and not worry about Sonny and I. But I couldn't deny that I miss him so damn much. I had to resist asking about him though and remember he chose to do this to clean himself up for us and I had to respect that. Although, it was extremely hard to erase the image out of my head the day he overdosed in front of me... Seeing him like that really shook me, that wasn't the Oli I knew and loved. I had to remind myself that he wasn't himself then, he only did that because he thought I was dead, he said so himself.

I just desperately wanted us to be a proper family finally but I knew that was going to take some time. We've been a part for so long and some messed up things have happened during that time and now, most importantly, we have a baby. We're parents now and we have to learn how to adapt to that as well as mending our broken relationship. I was anxious but also willing to do whatever it takes to make us work. I've never stopped loving him and I never will. This little hiccup will soon pass as soon as we start working things out, I'm sure of it.

"You two okay back there?" Tom glances in his rear view mirror back at us, breaking me out of my daze.

He was over the moon that we were coming home with him and hasn't been able to wipe the smile off his face. But it wouldn't be home until Oli was here with us too.

Sonny was asleep peacefully in his car seat oblivious to his new surroundings. He was snugly wrapped up in a white knitted blanket and a cosy hat on his head to keep him warm from cold outside. I was paranoid he was going to catch a cold and get sick again if he wasn't wearing the appropriate clothing or wrapped up enough. So I made sure he was always well wrapped up.

"We're fine," I tell him. "Just glad to be out of that place."

"The others are looking forward to your home coming," He smiles happily but my stomach tie in knots at the thought.