Forever and Always. Sequel to To Lose A Loved One. (JOHNLOCK)

Chapter Eighteen - Epilogue

AN: This is the end, thank you Strong_Enough, I love your comments.

John's P.O.V

It had been nine months, since he died, neither bodies were found, but we didn't need a funeral, he still had his first grave, I remember telling Mycroft, who sat there, not speaking, but he cried, I'd never seen him cry and it was the worst experience. I remember being there when his parents were told, they cried and I knew it was my fault.

Hamish turned two, he somehow still remembers that day, and when he started speaking properly he always asked

"When's daddy coming home?"

Nothing hurt more. I began to pack up my boxes, I was getting out if Baker Street and London, once and for all.

"Papa? Why are we leaving?" Hamish asked

"Because we need to"

"Is it because of daddy?"

I nodded

"Is he coming home?"

"Not today Hamish"

"Has daddy died?" I froze, he never asked that

"I'm sorry Hamish"

"I miss him"

"And I do, shall we go to Angelo's?"

He nodded his head and we left, we always went to Angelo's, it reminded me of the good times.

"Ah John, good to see you two again"

I nodded as he led us to out normal seats, Hamish began to eat as I sat there, remembering the first time I came here

"Papa" Hamish began tugging on my arm

"Yeah?"

"Look" he pointed out the window and I noticed a tall man with curly hair, it couldn't be

"Papa, is that daddy?"

I stood up as the man entered Angelo's

"Did you miss me?"

Was all he said, I looked into his eyes and felt a tear fall

"You complete and utter cock" I shouted

"I'm so sorry, John, I was caught in the blast, I didn't die, just badly wounded, so I got help from a nearby house and stayed there for a bit"

I looked into Sherlock's eyes, they were full of guilt

"You could of called"

"I know I'm sorry"

"DADDY" Hamish walked towards him and hugged his legs

"Hello Hamish, good to see you again"

"I went by Baker Street, leaving?"

"Well not anymore you twat"

"You love me, or I hope you do, cause I love you and me returning would have been pointless"

"Hmm I'm not so sure anymore"

Sherlock shot me a look and I smirked

"I love you" I laughed

With that we headed home, hand in hand and Hamish on Sherlock's shoulders.

"Oh by the way, you explaining to Mycroft and you parents who were both crying over you 'death'"

"Did Mycroft cry?"

"Yes"

"I feel bad, let's go see him"

Soon we were outside Mycroft's office, while Sherlock moved out of view I knocked

"Hello John, long time since I've seen you"

"Yeah sorry, but I have a surprise"

"What is it?" at this question I looked at his face, he looked worn and tired, he'd been like that since Sherlock's second apparent death

"Your brother"

"Punch away Mycroft, but first let me say thank you, you saved John and Hamish, when I was unable to"

Mycroft stared at him before pulling him into a hug

"Fake your death one more time and I will kill you"

I was happy, I had Sherlock, I had Hamish, Mycroft had Greg, our lives were normal, when as normal as it could be when married to a Holmes.

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AN: Done, WOO

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