Sherlock leaned down and kissed him gently on the forehead. This was the second night in a row that he had to put John to bed, though for completely different reasons.

He tucked John in and went back to the living room, stopping to look at the map on the kitchen table. It wasn't glowing any more, but the dots were still there, and he could still feel the residual magic dissipating in the air. He went back to his laptop to let John sleep, and do more research himself.