Sherlock took William, who fussed a little bit. He gently burped him, then took him to the couch to lay him down and change him.

"Go to bed, John. William has been keeping us up. I'll wake you when the food gets here." His voice brooked no argument. "Love, you need to rest. We'll be OK." William was already fussing less as Sherlock changed his diaper. No poop, he got lucky this time. "You don't need to sleep on the couch, the bed is much more comfortable."