The Black Book - AU - Locked to seaweed_writes

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He was lucky with his expertise he was able to find a job relatively quickly in a field he was familiar with. John looked down at his mobile as the alert came through. Christ. It was going to take him at least twenty minutes, if he was lucky, to get to the scene. But, he packed his things into the case and headed out.

He had been in Afghanistan for five years. First as a medic, then a doctor, and finally a hunter. He still was a doctor, but he had been assigned to an elite unit in the desert. Part of him felt a bit odd about all of it. But he didn't quite mind.

He made sure he had everything before he left.

He heard the annoyed voices, before he saw anyone as he entered the room.

"Oi. Who're you?" A man with two days of stubble and mussed black hair asked.

John paused and looked him over before his eyes landed on the gentleman in the suit with salt and pepper hair. There he was. "DI Lestrade? I'm Doctor John Watson, the new Occult Specialist, I just started last month." He gave him a smile, wanting to be nice, but not too friendly. People got jumpy around the occult. He saw it all the time in Afghanistan, and even here in London.

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That seemed to snap him out of it. John relaxed, his power fading and his eyes going blue once more.

Panic and worry spread across his face. "William... Is he...?" John didn't know.

Fuck he felt underprepared, but he knew they had done all they could.

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William was still crying but, he had settled a little, it had gone from a wail, to a loud sob, and was starting to fade more into loud hiccoughs.

Sherlock smiled at his lover. "He's fine. Either he's hungry again, which is likely, or somehow he sensed our unease and your anger. That is possible. We don't have any idea on what powers he may or may not have, and when they may manifest. He could be very in tune with us, or you at least, from the very beginning."

He walked over to John and very gently handed the newborn back to him, making sure to cradle his head and support his tiny body. He was healthy, with a health set of lungs to match, but he was smaller than a normal newborn. He hadn't have those extra 5 or 6 weeks to grow bigger.

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John cradled his son close and kissed his forehead, whispering softly to him. Slowly he began to relax, the tension bleeding from him. He laid back against the nest of pillows and looked at his mate.

"He's here and I want to do nothing but protect him from everything that might hurt him."

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Sherlock relaxed more as both John and William did. In the year that they had been together, he had never seen that happen to John, who had been in his human form this whole time during the labor and birth and afterwards. He had no idea what it was, and it was something he wanted to ask about later.

Now was not the time.

"I know." Sherlock said, nodding his head and standing close, protectively, next to his mate and his son.

"I feel exactly the same way. I will move hell and earth to make sure that he is safe, as are you. I will kill, I will maim, I will do what I have to make sure that no harm befalls even one tiny little hair on his head."

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John rubbed his face with his free hand. "Once my mother visits, I'll rest." He promised Sherlock. He knew his mate could care for their son. He had been doing it for the past eight months so far.

He looked down at the newborn in his arms. What he wouldn't do for him. It was just as Sherlock said. Anything.

"How are we managing the paperwork for where we live?" He asked after a moment.

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He nodded. "Is there any way to get in touch with her to let her know that her grandson has been born?" He asked John. "Could the healer perhaps send her a message? "
Sherlock looked a bit confused. "Paperwork? What paperwork are you talking about John?"

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"Birth certificate, things like that. William wasn't born in a human hospital..." John hadn't done much research into everything, which he should have, but didn't.

"He'll need them eventually." John wasn't sure how their son would age. Normally? Slowly? Quick?

He kissed William's head again. "Well if Mum opened the portal for Mycroft, she probably knows and is waiting for him to tell her he's finished the visit. I hope."

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"Oh." Sherlock honestly hadn't thought about that. "Sometimes it pays to be the brother of the British Government." He smirked. "I will get in touch with him and he will get it all set up."

He was about to say something else, when once again a portal opened, and Martha stepped through.

"Japhrimel..." She said. "My grandson.." Martha approached slowly, tears in her eyes. "I... never thought it would happen."

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John looked up and smiled. "Hello Mum. Meet William Hamish." He angled the little boy so she could see him. He had dark hair like Sherlock, but at this age, most babies had dark hair.

"I'm not sure what his demon name should be." He said after a moment, "Nothing sounds right."

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"Izual." She said, without hesitation. "It was... he was very special to me. Long before you were born. It would make me very happy to honor him. But I cannot force you to take that name, if it is not on that you both agree on."

She reached out and touched his hair. He stirred a little but didn't wake. "He has your curly hair, Sherlock." She said, a soft smile on her face.

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"Izual..." he said softly, looking down at William. John looked up to his mate. "What do you think?" The name sounded right for their son. But he wanted Sherlock to have a say in it as well.

"He has quite a set of lungs on him as well, and a good appetite." John told his mother. He was so proud that William was healthy and here.

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Sherlock smiled. "I like it. We will be calling him William most of the time anyways, but it sounds good." He nodded his head, and looked at Martha with a grin "I think it fits him well."

Martha looked at the sleeping child with a soft look on her face. "He looks healthy, and I can feel the Demon blood running through him." She said gently touching his face. "It isn't strong, I feel another foreign presence there, it must be the Vampire blood, but it is there. He will have a Demon form when he gets older. "

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He nodded and stroked those curls. "That is good to hear. But it will be interesting to see what happens when he comes of age."

John smiled at his mother. The exhaustion was clear on his face. "Dads would be shouting from the rooftops, wouldn't he?"

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Martha had a sad smile on his face. "He would have been over the moon." She sighed, and looked at the child one more time.

:"I know you need to rest. I'm sure you will want to get back to your home in London soon. I will visit when you guys have settled in a bit and have had time to get used to having a child. It is a big life change. You won't get much sleep for the next 6 months or so."

She leaned down and kissed William, and then John. "Congratulations both of you. Keep my grandchild safe." She smiled and stepped through the portal, and it disappeared.

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Soon enough they were able to go home. John laid William down in the bassinet that they had moved into their room, just until he was older...

He stared down at his sleeping son, taking in every bit of him. He smiled to himself, feeling proud that he had been able to keep the boy safe for eight months.

He rubbed a hand over his belly, mind already going to what it would be like to have another, give William a sibling. Maybe a little girl.

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Sherlock was behind John, leaning his chin on his mate's shoulder. "He didn't miss the movement that John made to his stomach. It had deflated some, but he was still rounded. And Sherlock loved it. He was actually going to slightly miss his rounded John.

"You already want another?" Sherlock asked, with a smile, and a little nibble of John's neck, since he was right there. "You want to give William a brother or sister, don't you?" It had been a long shot that he got pregnant once, it took 6 months, there was no telling if he could again. But if John wanted to, Sherlock would certainly agree to it as well.

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John shivered at the nibble and flushed. But he smiled and nodded. "Yes... I would like another. But not right now." He chuckled. Of course, they would definitely try and try...

"Being an only child is lonely." He told his mate, "I want William to have a sibling. Of course, we're going to have to practice a lot." He grinned wickedly at his mate.

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"I think you need a little time to.. heal, and we need to get used to having one child first." Sherlock smiled and nibbled again. "Mmmm.. lots and lots of practice." He licked a stripe up John's neck. Of course he wasn't in shape to do anything yet, but that doesn't mean that he couldn't tease a bit.

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John shivered at the little nibbles and then the lick. He groaned, relaxing in Sherlock's arms. Oh... His mate certainly knew how to make him want. Ache for it. And of course Sherlock was right. He knew he needed to heal.

"Will you feed from me?"

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Sherlock looked over to the bassinet in the corner of the room. William was sleeping soundly. Of course he would have no idea what was going on, but it would still be weird.

"If... you want me to." Sherlock stammered a bit. He felt a little bad teasing John now, since there was nothing he could do about it now.

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"Please." He begged softly, "Please..."

He wanted the connection with his mate, to feel wrapped up in him and and...

John turned to look at him. "Sherlock..."

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"Okay." The word was soft, almost whispered.

Gently, Sherlock guided John to sit on the bed with some pillows behind him so he could lean back and be comfortable. Button by button, Sherlock undid John's shirt, pulling it out of his trousers and off his shoulders onto the bed.

Sherlock climbed into bed, a bit awkwardly, it was hard to figure out what position would be best to do this, but he finally did. He sat for a moment, admiring the way that John's breasts had grown. They weren't huge at all, maybe A or B cups, but it was enough to feed their child.

And him.

He settled in, kissing John's breast, licking at it, at the nipple and around the areola, before finally putting his lips around the left nipple, and starting to suckle, lightly at first.

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Oh.

This had not been what he meant at all. He had meant blood. But this... He let Sherlock maneuver him and lay him down. Let his mate undress him.

John stared down at that curly head, in awe. He was amazed. Amazed that Sherlock would do this. He had only been half serious when he spoke during their last intense session before he gave birth.

But seeing it... He gasped softly when he felt those lips press against his breast, that tongue against his nipple. John groaned when those lips closed around his nipple and sucked.

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It took a few suckles for the milk to start flowing. When it did, Sherlock's eyes went wide when he first tasted it. It was almost like cow's milk, but a bit more mild, and a bit sweeter, and a bit thinner than cow's milk. He really had no idea what he was expecting, but that was not it.

And yet, it was quite nice. It was warm because of course it is John's body temperature, and John's temperature (being a demon) was higher than his. One would think that warm milk would be bad, but he found it quite comforting, and he suckled eagerly, snuggling as much in John's lap as he could.

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John let out a breath, running a hand through Sherlock's hair. He swallowed as he relaxed. "Sherlock..." he whispered, almost in awe. His mate was amazing. Wonderful.

He closed his eyes. This was probably taboo somewhere. But he didn't care. Their relationship was no one's business.

They had promised... Them against the world.