I don't own Harry Potter or Sherlock, I'm having a little fun, even though we are at the end.

Thanks go to Madyamisam for the editing. Any remaining mistakes are my own.

This is the last chapter of this story, and I do hope you will enjoy it. I don't know when the next story in this series will be up.

Chapter Twenty

Sherlock's eyes widened as he looked down at his son, "What did you say?" He asked, not truly believing what he had just heard.

"Want to see daddy," Theo repeated, his voice barely even a whisper. He tried to move around on his papa's lap to go to his daddy.

Sherlock's face broke out into a smile as a small chuckle burst forth from his lips, full of joy at hearing his son's voice for the first time. "I… I can't believe you finally said something," he murmured as he pulled Theo towards him and cuddled him, "I know when daddy wakes up he will be very happy to hear your voice as well."

Theo looked up at his papa and then over to his daddy, "Will daddy be okay?" he asked. He was evidently scared by the way that John lay on the bed, looking deathly pale.

Sherlock cuddled the little boy a little more, "Daddy will be just fine. He won't be able to play for a little while, but he will be fine soon enough," he reassured him.

Theo nodded and settled back against his papa, happy that he was now able to see his daddy. Sherlock gently ran his fingers through the inky black hair, the motion soothing his troubled mind as he thought of what happened to John. Mycroft watched the two for a few minutes and then looked at his watch.

Mycroft stood up, "I'm going to go and get everyone something to eat and drink."

Sherlock looked up at him and nodded, "Thank you, food and tea would be welcomed, get some juice for Theo and something hot to eat if you can."

"I will, I may go outside of the hospital to find something suitable," he told his brother as he ruffled Theo's hair, causing the child to give off a quiet giggle.

Mycroft left the little family alone as he walked out of the room. He did as he said and went out of the hospital to get them something hot to eat. It was half hour later when he got back to the room, and handed some food over to Sherlock for himself and Theo. Mycroft sat back down, he didn't want to leave his brother alone. Sometime later Mycroft looked down to his watch, it was getting late.

"Sherlock," Mycroft called out to his brother.

Sherlock glanced over at him and frowned as he asked, "What?"

"I think it is getting rather late. It might be a good idea for me to take Theo home. I know that you won't want to leave John but it is nearing his bedtime and I could get him something else to eat," he made the suggestion, hoping that Sherlock would be alright with it.

Sherlock looked down at Theo, the child was tired. He was leaning against him, eyes barely open as he watched his daddy. Sherlock didn't want to let him go, but he gave a sigh, "All right," he murmured.

Mycroft smiled. His brother had changed when he first met the army doctor and they moved into Baker Street together. Now that Theo had come to live with them things had changed once again for the better. Mycroft had a feeling that this scare would change they way they did things as well. John and Sherlock would try and make sure that they would be safe, to make sure that they would be able to come home to Theo.

"Theo," he called out to the sleepy child on his lap.

Theo blinked sleepily as he looked up, "Papa?" he murmured as he tried to get comfortable on Sherlock's lap.

"No, no Theo, no going to sleep. You have to go with Uncle Mycroft," he smiled, gently moving the child around to help wake him up a little.

"No, want to stay with papa and daddy," Theo protested as he clung to Sherlock.

"Theo, it's past dinner time and it will soon be your bedtime. You need to go with Uncle Mycroft, because daddy might not wake up until tomorrow and he will want to see a well rested little boy. You can say hello to daddy then.," he reasoned with the little one.

"No papa," Theo sniffed as tears began to fill his eyes at the thought of leaving his daddy and papa, "Want to stay," he cried out, clinging as tight as he could.

"Theo," Mycroft said, getting the boys attention.

"Wanna stay," he sniffed as he glanced up at his uncle.

"I know, but we can come back tomorrow," he told him, a gentle smile on his face. "And when we come back, daddy might be awake, so you can have a cuddle from both him and papa."

Theo sniffed once more and then nodded his head and let go of Sherlock, "Promise?" he asked as Mycroft took him into his arms.

Mycroft nodded, "I promise."

Theo nodded and settled against his uncle's shoulder as his papa started talking, "I'll call you if anything changes."

"Okay," he nodded and left the room. He could feel Theo getting heavier in his arms as he walked. The child was falling asleep, though Mycroft would have to wake him up again when they got home. Mycroft wanted him to have something to sleep before he put him to bed. He walked out of the hospital, smirking a little as he saw Anthea waiting with a car for them. He got in and they headed home for the night.

XxXxX

Theo wanted to let go of his Uncle's hand and run towards the room where his daddy and his papa were. Mycroft smiled down to the child, that was pulling on his arm, trying to hurry them to the room. Mycroft quickened his pace and scooped Theo up into his arms and smiled when the child giggled.

"Uncle Myc," Theo said a smile on his face.

"Yes?" he asked as he walked down the corridor to John's room. He knew that the man was awake now. He had called to make sure that John was awake. Sherlock had also told him that he hadn't said a word about Theo speaking.

"Is daddy awake now?"

Mycroft chuckled, "Yes he is little one and when we go in you have to say Good morning Daddy, okay?" he grinned, knowing that it would shock John.

"I will," Theo smiled as Mycroft reached John's door.

"Okay, don't forget, when we get to the bed," he reminded the child once more.

"I won't," Theo grinned as Mycroft opened the door and walked in.

John was sitting up in bed and smiled as soon as the door opened and the two of them walked in. His smile became larger as he saw Theo in Mycroft's arms, "Hello Mycroft and hello Theo," he greeted the two of them, his voice was a little rough, but that didn't matter as the two walked over to the bed.

"Good morning daddy," Theo grinned to his daddy as he held out his

John's eyes widened and his jaws dropped, much like Sherlock had done the night before "You… You talked, you said…" he laughed and then winced as his side protested.

"You okay daddy?" Theo asked worried when he saw the wince.

"I'm fine little one," he said as he reached out and Mycroft carefully put Theo on the bed so he could have a cuddle with his daddy.

Theo was careful as his daddy's arms wrapped around him. Sherlock stood up from the chair and went over to the bed and sat down on the edge of it. He put his arms around his lover and son and held them close.

"From now on, we need to be more careful," Sherlock said softly.

John nodded his head as he leaned against Sherlock, "I know," he looked up and over to Mycroft, "Thank you for looking after Theo for us."

"Welcome, always," Mycroft smiled at them.

The rest of the visit was nice, and John couldn't get enough of Theo talking and was asking the little boy all kinds of things. From what he had that morning, to what colour he liked best. It would be a little while longer before John would be fit, but Theo would be waiting eagerly for that day.

XxXxX

It was four days when John was finally allowed back home. He was still a little tired but he was fine to be home. Though he was taking it easy. He could feel a twinge in his side every now and them. Theo stood next to him as he lay reclined on the sofa . A place that Sherlock had guided him to as soon as he got there..

"Daddy," Theo asked him as he looked at him.

"Hey Theo" he said as he picked him up and settled him onto his lap. He couldn't help the twinge on his face as it sent a little pain through his side.

"You should have asked me to pick him up." Sherlock said as he came in with some tea.

"I know, but I thought I would be alright." he said with a smile as he looked at Theo, "Well. It's so nice to be home isn't it Theo?" he said as he looked down to him.

"Yes daddy, I love you." he said as he wrapped his arms around John's neck

and rested against him.

Sherlock smiled as he sat on the edge of the sofa and said, "And we both love you as well."

"Yes we do. We love you so much." he smiled as the three of them cuddled on the sofa. A proper little family. One that neither Sherlock nor John thought they would have, not even when they were apart. To them, this was it, this was their family and they wouldn't leave it for anything. Theo meant the world to them, and there was nothing on that earth that would be able to change it. They already had Mycroft looking for schools for him and Sherlock was beginning to teach him little things as well as John. Mycroft was dropping by more often, but that was because he loved to spend time with his family with his nephew. Mrs Hudson was coming up as much as she could for the same reason. Each of them loved Theo, the little child with the lightning bolt shaped scar, that had found his way into their hearts and their home and would always remain.

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