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"Ser.. Ser..." "No," Sherlock smiled warmly at the child in his arms, "Sh. Sher. Sherlock." "Ser..." Footsteps up the stairs, "I'm home!" "John!" Sherlock rolled his eyes, "Oh so you can say his name and not mine?" John laughed as he stretched out his arms to take Hamish from Sherlock. The three-and-a-half year old wrapped his arms around John's neck and nuzzled his face into his shoulder. "Ah," John sucked air between his teeth, "Mind the bullet wound Hamish!" The child looked up at John, his eyes wide in apology. John laughed and pulled Hamish in to kiss his forehead. The boy had grown a lot since he first arrived at 221B over half a y

Sherlock Texting War 40 SH: *singing*I'm walking on sunshine- W: GET OFF THE SUNSHINE BEFORE YOU BREAK IT! SH: *singing*I'm falling off sunshine-OW! W: You deserve it. W: Sherlock-did you BRAID YOUR HAIR?! SH: YES, SCREW YOU! W: What the hell is wrong with you? SH: What the hell is wrong with YOU? MH: He does have a point. W: YOU'RE NOT IN THIS CONVERSATION