Things had not been easy. John was able to get a leave of absence from his job. Of course, the so far seven and a half months of bed rest was driving him mad. But he remained as relaxed as possible.

This particular day found him sitting on the new couch that sherlock had bought after he complained about the couch cushion being lumpy.

Was his mate nesting?

He sipped his (herbal) tea as he watched the vampire fuss about the flat. "Sherlock. Sherlock. It's fine." He said, "everything is fine."